San Francisco Travel Blog› entry 7 of 14 › view all entries
This will be my first blog for a while, as i think i said last time we are getiing a bit out into the middle of nowhere and very limited internet access. We have travelled at least another 600 miles north of San Francisco in 3 days. A lot of driving. We have come to realise that our travel ambitions were well above what was actually achievable, given the time, expanse of the area to be covered and the roads that do anything but go straight !! Therefore we are driving lots and viewing little, as we are determined to get to Yellowstone Park for 3 nights and then back to Vegas for 2 nights before Si and Caz head off on the 25th September.
Anyway, back to our last day in San Francisco.
We discovered that it was a celebration of 40 years since the 'summer of love' and lots of the old bands (Well, whichever ones were still alive or not in Rehab !!) were playing. And boy was it full of hippies, you would have loved it 'natchman'. But I am exstremely distressed by one sight that may scar my whole Road trip, 2 bloody hippies jumped up on an empty police car and bared their arses. Just as i turned round, lets just say 'i saw the whole of the moon' crack 'n' all !!!
They had some very odd things for sale too, loads of posters, garlic chips and chicken apples !!! After this it took us a good hour to leave the park, by which time we were cold and hungry. We wandered along Ashbury Haits, the original hippy area of the 1960's. However the road seemed a little like a cross between glastonbury festival, camden market and Soho. Not really all it was cracked up to be.
We got back very late and got a take out pizza that was gert lush.