San Francisco

We were tucked up in bed and fast asleep by 8.30 last night. We were so tired after the early start and the half marathon. We left San Jose in glorious sunshine with the thermometer starting to climb. It was just an hour’s drive to San Francisco Fisherman’s Wharf, where we were dropping off the hire car. As we reached the city limits we could see the band of fog that SF is famous for hanging over the horizon.  

 The satnav got us safely round the city and we set off to walk the short mile to our Airbnb apartment. The route on the map hadn’t shown the hills – another thing SF is famous for! We dragged our cases up the steep streets, passing Lombard Street on the way. 

  

 Having got to the top of the hill, we turned right onto our street, only to go downhill just as steeply! Reckon we could have found an easier route! The apartment is lovely, quite old with period features,and a view of the Golden Gate Bridge – when it’s not shrouded in fog! 

We had a quick cuppa, then caught a bus to take us over the bridge. The traffic was awful and we were glad we’d got rid of the car. We walked the mile or so back over the bridge. The fog was patchy and there was just a small amount obstructing the views. 

  

 We walked back along the side of SF Bay, as recommended by Abbi. It was a long way, but we had good views of Alcatraz, saw Pelicans flying past and some pretty houses. A group of tourists on Segways shot past us!  

  

  

  

 A coffee stop, supermarket stop and the final pull uphill got us back to our apartment- another 5.5 mile walk! Pete’s feet are not happy, neither are my thighs after yesterday’s exertions!