After a 6+ hour drive (with a car that was literally falling apart but that’s a whole other story), and then 6+ more hours of flying, Peyton and I finally flew into San Francisco. We got our rental car and some food and were then on our way to the Golden Gate Bridge. We ran up the *very* uphill trail in the POURING rain, and by the time we got to the top we were soaked, and after dancing in the rain for a decent amount of time, we were more than soaked. On our way back down the trail, the sun broke through the clouds in the most magical sunset that seemed to reflect off of every single rain drop. To say it was a beautiful night is an understatement.