every day i met with the concierge to surprise brad with what we were going to do that night. so when he was done, i surprised him with reservations at some of the nicest restaurants (thanks to brads job) over looking the water front, dinner at tony's pizza in little italy at north beach, sundaes at ghirardelli's and fresh crab on the sand. this trip was for sure more relaxing then the last, which we both agreed that's exactly what we wanted.
p.s. highlight of the trip: when i was in nothing but my "underwear" and i heard a knock at the door thinking it was brad coming up for lunch. nope, instead it was room service and i literally opened the door just standing there in my "underwear". judging by her face, i don't think that woman had ever seen two things, 1. garments, and 2. national geographic pregnant bosoms. and may i remind you that i haven't made the purchase of maternity underwear yet, so i'm sure she was confused beyond measure why i was wearing, what she thought was my 2 year old childs silk pajamas.