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Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Day 5 - San Francisco

Part of the series: Vancouver to the Grand Canyon and Back Again!

<<     Day 4 - Sacramento to San Francisco

Pier 39 flags




Wednesday was our second day in San Francisco, and we decided to wander around Pier 39 before taking the hop-on-hop-off tour around the city.






Juanita and Angharad




Merry-go-round at Pier 39















Alcatraz


Cars coming down Lombard Street




In general, I would recommend city bus tours; my experience has been that you get a really good, high-level tour of a city. They cover the touristy highlights, and they always know more about the history of the place than I could ever find on my own. It can be difficult to get good pictures because you're inside a vehicle most of the time, but still well worth it. If you have time, you can always circle back for photo opportunities, and if not, you'll still have had a good tour.


City Hall, San Francisco, CA
Grace Cathedral, San Francisco, CA


Instructions on the street car



After the hop-on-hop-off tour, Angharad and I ventured out to ride a cable car, which I thoroughly enjoyed, although we did end up stranded in downtown San Francisco after the business rush was over, which meant we ended up walking back up that ridiculously steep hill and into China town where we finally found a bus that took us back to our hotel.



Looking ahead - down the hill we go!!!!













Watching the street car go back up the hill









China town, San Francisco, CA

Wednesday night meeting was on the southern end of San Francisco and so we made our way down there for supper, heading back to our hotel afterwards for the night.


We left San Francisco with boxes of chocolate from Ghirardelli's, sore feet, and great photos. And I found yet another place that I need to go back to. Two days is not enough time to spend in that city.

How does the song go?
"...I left my heart in San Francisco..." 
At the very least, a little part of mine is there. Partly because of the Golden Gate bridge, and partly because it reminded me so much of Paris.


Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco, CA

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