Discovery Inn Hayward
333 Jackson St Hayward, California, 94544, United States
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Jungle Boogie
... glistening bay. Elwood, Mum and Noah go on a submarine. Elwood is very boisterous and I think him on a submarine is crazy talk, so I make my excuses, leave them to it and go for a walk.
Apparently, Elwood makes it half way through the submarine before announcing he is ‘busting’ so there is a big mission to get him off the submarine in a mad hurry and to find a toilet. I am (no where near) sorry I missed it.
My walk was not ...
On being complete
... able to walk or run faster and made her connection. But then it hit me like a ton of bricks the message she was trying to convey - if we don't lighten or even let go of our baggage, we would be missing the "planes" that take us to the next destinations on our journey. But what I most took from it is that it is our baggage (even if it's Louis Vuitton!) that weighs us down and keeps us from moving on and allowing us to enjoy what we're meant ...
We did lose our heart in San Francisco
... the wharf, is very touristy and the food just average but we did try some crab and a clam chowder in a bread bowl...delicious. We were unable to visit Alcatraz as it was booked out for days ahead.
We were due to stay at the Holiday Inn for three nights however on seeking confirmation that they could look after our bags while we spent one night at Yosemite, they advised that they would not mind our bags and that we could not cancel our booking. After a tense ...
Golden.
... One of life's little ambitions ticked off...again!
We headed down the coast and stopped at a little hostel and light house called Pigeon Point. It was dark as we arrived, and it felt very lonely and atmospheric. The man behind the counter was very chilled and slow of speech, listening to some lazy 60's numbers on his radio, a total space cadet. The scene was set for a cracking horror ...
Runaway Strategy: Plan Francisco
... I clearly share much in common with people who have similar food-related priorities, because those who sat around me - the hungry and intent - ended up coalescing, dancing on the tables, and drinking and chatting long into the night. I was not drinking, but I met a host of fantastic people. Of course, THEY all got insanely drunk, but even the immense level of imebriation does not totally explain why - at 3am - we all decided (or were informed) that we were to meet, one year ...



