First the metro took us to the west and the Pacific. Nicki braved the cold and washed her feet but a lovely sunny morn. Then manoeuvred over GG Park enjoying the hundreds of Sunday exercisers. The metro then bought us back to the fisherman's wharf where we strode up to Coit tower on telegraph hill, phew. Down and up and the crookedest street in the world. Very steep with lots of drivers testing their skill. The Calafornia st cable car, back to Fisherman’s wharf and try to get Nicki a tee shirt, it's been a tough day. Worst still, having to plan our leaving!
I need to say how courteous everyone is here in america especially drivers, I still find it hard to believe how everyone holds back on the streets.
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