survived this last leg of our day, in spite of the lack of adequate streetlights,
and perhaps because of our ever increasing walking pace. However, when
faced the next night with the decision of whether to walk this road or wait for
the bus we did take the second option. During the day two people had
confirmed that the area was extremely unsafe, especially on a Friday night so
we agreed not to push our luck.
Our next day in the foggy city was also our last and we spent the day doing
lots of walking, taking lots more buses, and feeling very tired. City living really
is hard work! We looked round a number of 'Frisco’s famous districts. Starting
in china town, which was very pretty and colourful, and then walking on
towards the piers by way of the Crookedest Street (a block of Lombard Street)
and the cable car museum - a very noisy attraction, as it is where the engines
that run two of the lines work. Interesting to see because the machinery is so
immense, but not a place to linger.
Walking in San Fran is literally an uphill struggle, so when we reached
our lunchtime destination we were more than ready for a sit-down. We dined
in a posh-ish restaurant (for which we had a discount coupon – the only way
we could afford posh) on one side of Ghirardelli square. Once fortified we did
a walking tour of the square. Sadly the stops on the walk were not very
interesting and we found ourselves moving slower and slower between them -
and reading less and less of the plaques. We took in both of the famous
chocolate shops after which the square is named, receiving free samples for
the effort of going in. As the shops were busy we were able to visit each one
more than once and get a chocolate each time. This was a plan flawed by the