fact that the freebies, mint chocolates for Christmas, were surprisingly un-
moreish. The architecture of the square is supposed to be classic San
Franciscan, however this did not resonate with me.
The place lacked steep hills and the houses were not the wooden
structures I had come to associate with the city. Nevertheless it was a
pleasant place to sit and watch the world go by while digesting your
chocolates/feeling a bit sick.
Once rested we hiked up towards the Golden Gate Bridge and found a
good vantage point from which to take photos of the cloud shrouded red
structure. The hike back to the nearest bus stop was mercifully downhill. The
last area of the city that we visited was Little Italy.
This area is demarcated by painted lampposts but as the evening was
drawing in we did not have chance to properly look round the stores. We also
did not feel ready for dinner so got take away pizza from a place
recommended by the campsite The Stinking Rose. Unsurprisingly this place is
famous for using lots of garlic, including on the menu '40 clove garlic stuffed
chicken'. We ordered two small pizzas and then headed back to the campsite.
On inspection we discovered that small meant miniscule and although the
pizza was delicious we were very glad of the 6 garlic rolls included for free.
The next morning we moved on, just as the 49ers hit town, a fact heralded by
a number of very large RVs turning up the day before, complete with flags,
signs and other 49er paraphernalia. That we were leaving was probably a
good thing as the 49s fans were likely to be noisy, and we (like most English
people) were unlikely to understand their sport.