Another Great Adventure: San Franciso... MORE TO COME

So after all of the phones calls, the exasperation, the driving, and finally seeing the "rat" onto the plane... I decided to treat myself to a hotel room - rarely do I ever do this - and spending Saturday down at Fisherman's Wharf and Pier 39 mostly to have a shark burger for lunch.

Thank goodness the hotel was just 2 miles out of the airport... I was exhausted! I had already made the reservation online, but when I got there, they upgraded me to a suite. This meant I got a love seat and a coffee table in the room :) But the king size bed was comfy, and I had wi-fi, cable and a coffee maker, which I used, and a refrigerator, and microwave which I didn't.

Took 3 three-hour naps interspersed with long hot showers while keeping track of G and Samson's airplane on flightaware.com. I was still tired in the late morning, but knew I needed to go out and enjoy the day. I extended my stay for another night, and got up to head down to the city.

The girl at the desk had given me directions to BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) and a map of San Francisco's downtown and waterfront and I was off on the adventure...

Figuring out the BART ticketing system took me a few minutes, but I got myself a card with enough $ on it to get from San Bruno to Powell Street and back. I wondered if these are collectible, like baseball cards, but found out later, they are rechargeable. So then I wondered if the next out of the shoot was a different guy...

It wasn't until I was seated and we had gone a little ways that I remembered that Cathy C. and I had ridden BART across to Oakland in the fall of 1975, just so we could say we had gone "under the San Francisco Bay"!! We just turned around and came back... but we had done it :)

When I got off at Powell, which was about a half hour ride, I exited up onto the street where it was sunny and bustling with humanity.

I walked about two blocks, and found the terminal for the Famous San Francisco Trolley Cars. The line was long and it took well over an hour, but I enjoyed the sunshine and talking to a guy who called himself Cable Car Willie - but I can't find him through Google - who told me some history on the cable cars and what was happening in the city today. I gave him a little money.