Biking the Golden Gate Bridge!
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We had a short(ish) 4 hour flight to San Francisco with Air Mexicana from Mexico City on September the 18th. As we had only a 3 night, 2 day stay in San Francisco, we wanted to get up early...but not as early as we did get up....we had forgotten about the change of time zone and only realised it was 2 hours earlier than we thought when we were looking for some place to get breakfast!! Nevermind, anyway, we had to do something pretty cool... and so we decided to hire bikes and cycle across the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a great idea (although my backside has only just about forgiven me, 2 weeks on!) and a very energetic start to our trip in the States. We cycled from Pier 39 in Fisherman's Wharf along the seafront and up a hill to get to the bridge.
The bridge was really busy with the flow of traffic constant but our bike lane was not too crowded and we really enjoyed the trip over, stopping now and again to have a rest and to take in the sights. Once over the bridge, it was all downhill to Sausalito...A gorgeous scenic town (or city by British standards) on the seafront overlooking Alcatraz and San Francisco. Sausalito has the most spectacular houses (well, for non-celebrities anyway) and we were told later that the house prices there were among the highest in the USA.
So, 5 and a half hours and nearly 10 miles later, we were ready to go back to the hostel for a hard earned rest.....or at least that would have been nice....Our hostel was situated in just about the worst area of San Francisco, with homeless and druggies literally on the streets outside! That would not be too bad, if our hostel was a haven, away from all that.
As you can imagine, we didn't want to go and rest our weary bums in that room, so we decided to go to the cinema, see a flick and go back to the room as possible (tired enough that we would go STRAIGHT to sleep).
We spent the second and last day of our trip strolling around the city. We walked through China Town, had a drink or two in a real American sports bar, played old slot machines from around the turn of the century in the pier museum and had a gander at the shops at Pier 39. We wanted a fairly relaxing day (seeing as we had such an energetic first day) and that's what we got. We had said we wanted to sit on the seafront in San Francisco, listening to 'Dock of the Bay' by Otis Reding...and so we did! Chalk it down, cross it of, tick that box etc.
Two packed days in San Francisco...We really enjoyed and the city must be great because the hostel was sooo bad thet it would have been easy to have let that colour our judgement and make us not like the place. It was fab, well worth the 9 hour Greyhound bus ride we were to endure the next day to get to L.A.