We made it and immediately grabbed lunch at Mocca on Maiden Lane. Tri-tip sandwiches and Italian sodas while live jazz musicians were playing. A fab Valentines day lunch. (this is a cool filter that makes your lips white and adds black spots to your face.)
Union Square was sunny and warm to browse the art. There was this cute mermaid painting where the mermaid was drinking coke while saying "I hate salt water."
Britex fabrics to find momma some sweet velvet to recover some chairs.
Valentines night dinner at the Cathay house in China Town. I asked them if they wanted to try dim sum. Charly replied "isn't that illegal?!" So we just had sweet n'sour. It was a'right.
Foot massages at some sketchy reflexology joint on Grant street. She swore it healed her shin splints. Dev abstained and just played his phone.
In the morning they slept...and I read.
Down to the Wharf for mini donuts.
Then onto the ferry boat ride under the Golden Gate and around Alcatraz. We did not go in the prison, that is something to do when you are older and more boring.