On Alcatraz Island, looking over the bay.
Just a hunch, but based on this shot, I'm guessing that Cat would not do very well in prison.
My shmoopie sittin' on the edge of the bay, with a bridge of some sort in the background. The locals seem to be think it's a pretty big deal.

We rented bikes and rode from Fisherman's Wharf out to the Golden Gate Bridge, then over the bridge and down into Sausalito, perhaps the most pretentious town in America.
Obviously, this is me on the bridge. Duh.
I admit it – we love to do cheesy tourist stuff.