We started off by having breakfast back at the Farmers Market, made all the more merry by there being a gluten free cake stall (yippee!) after which we took another tram to a different part of the city and ended up in the Japanese quarter. We have not yet had a tram or bus ride in San Francisco without encountering at least one, if not a handful, of completely mad people. Today was no exception. The Bees even saw somebody getting on a bus carrying a table. I have also noticed that the city has many more beggars than London, and plenty of them are frankly rude and aggressive (no way to increase takings in my book). Tim also managed to take a taxi ride today with a driver who was high and his cab had no seatbelts, so we feel lucky he made it back...particularly as he is the only person who knows his way round the map/bus and tram routes. I only ever take notice of my way round if I am in charge, so, as I am not in charge this holiday, if I venture off on my own (as I did this afternoon) T has to sit me down on a bench and talk me through directions for 20 minutes or so, with me holding the map the girlie way. It’s a good thing he loves me.
I went to the gym this morning and did some actual running. I ended up looking a little like Jimmy Carter when he was trying to finish his marathon and I was perspiring for so many hours after, my freshly applied) makeup slid off my face and gently pooled at the top of my T-shirt. Not a good look.
I am having awful trouble with my virus-ridden computer, but will persevere as long as possible and am grateful to my guest editors for helping me out over the past couple of days. What T forgot to say yesterday was that the youngish girl we asked to take our daily picture aboard the Sausalito ferry bolted when we asked to take her picture! And who can blame her.
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| Heirloom tomatoes |
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| Riding the tram |
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| Day 18 daily pic |
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| Nice Italian lady who took daily pic |
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