Ever since I've had a big boy job, I make the most of opportunities to travel. So in September of 2019, I found myself in San Francisco, CA. It was the first time I had ever set foot on California soil outside of an airport. And my reasons for visiting SF were many. 1) My friend Josh Toly moved out there for a job. 2) I always wanted to see a baseball game at Oracle Park. 3) I've wanted to visit California for a long time. 4) SF has many places I really wanted to see, including Alcatraz.
Now here's the thing about visiting Alcatraz. You have to book those tickets nearly 5 months in advance because that's how often they were booked up. In May of 2019, I began looking up dates and had two in mind, but the weekend wasn't confirmed yet with Josh. By the time we squared everything up, the Saturday was all booked, but Friday was not. So I pulled the trigger. I'm glad it worked out that way because a warm summer evening on a Friday the 13th was one of the coolest times to visit a place once filled with desolation and despair.
The boat ride over was scenic. The audio tour was incredibly well done. The history that filled the place could be felt and seen everywhere. And Josh, who had not never been to Alcatraz himself, was quite impressed.
The real kicker, or the cherry on top if you will, were the views from the island. I can't describe to you the incredible feeling I felt, standing on that forsaken rock, feeling the warm evening air rush over me, while watching the sun dip below the ridge line. So if you ever visit San Francisco, make it a number one priority to get tickets to Alcatraz. You won't regret it.
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