Sunny San Fran
Our first full day back in the 'big city' meant it was time to dust off our walking shoes and get ready for action. We started out with a rather hilly walk along to Fisherman's Wharf where we were surrounded by tourists and weird people painted silver that freaked us out a la Covent Garden. It wasn't long before we'd retreated back to the safety of Starbucks but a frappacino later we were ready to do some exploring. We had a gander at Pier 39 and all the sea lions that live there and of course the Golden Gate Bridge shining away in the sunshine (apparently a rarity in San Fran!). We thought we'd leave all that bit for another day and we went for yet another steep walk along to Lombard Street, aka "the world's crookedest street", if that is indeed a word. We did all the usual tourist photo op bits, amused outselves with the 'large' yanks that didn't take to kindly to the steep incline (then realised that it wasn't exactly a walk in the park for us either) and then hopped on a rather crammed and hot cable car down to Union Square. Kate was in her element in her new favourite shop 'Old Navy' where she bought some cropped trousers (due to a bunk bed climbing jeans ripping related incident) and a top, for less than 20 quid, and I got some flip flops for $3.50, which is roughly, err....nothing! After we'd 'shopped and dropped' it was time for another leisurely walk up the death hills to the hostel. However, here's where we get our money back, THE HOSTEL GAVE US FREE FOOD! Yes yes, we cashed in big time on some tostados and then crashed up the 6ft bunks into bed. Of course the decibel 29's made an appearance tonight.
posted by Kat Weaver @ 4:00 AM
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