Wearing flowers in my hair
San Francisco Travel Blog› entry 4 of 13 › view all entries
Breakfast is free here but not worth the effort of climbing the two flights of stairs. Most of it is finished but more eventually arrives. Coffee, bagels toast and jam. We book a tour to Yosemite National Park for tomorrow and head out to explore San Fransisco. Just because I always wanted to be a flower child back in 1968 I wear a frangipani (silk one) in my hair!
We find a cable car and buy a day ticket for $10 and use it well as we plan our sight seeing around the destinations. Take the cable to Fisherman's Wharf and buy a ticket to Alcatraz with an Audio Tour of the Jail for $16.50. The stories are fascinating and we walk in our own time around the jail.
Wednesday 6th February....... Meet the tour bus on the street corner ( right outside Les Nuits de Paris) and Dave picks up the last of the group from their hotels. The group consists of a girl from Korea, three from the USA, one from Singapore and Germany and three of us from Australia. The journey takes us through vast areas of agriculture from strawberries, cabbage, broccoli, grapes, fruit and nut trees. Then we began to climb steadily up mountains until we reached the park.
Once in we continued to climb through breathtaking mountains with cascading waterfalls and snow capped peaks. Fragile meadows of snow line flora, we see a base camp for rock climbers that has become part of the history of the area. At one stop we walk downwards along a snow covered trail for about 1 1/2 miles to see some giant sequoia trees that are several thousand years old and immense.
Back at the hostel a newly arrived West Australian couple appear to be concerned about the room they are in and rumours of possible breaches of security of their credit card. Next day the same couple are trying to check out and get a refund of their monies that they have paid in advance as they believed that they were told that they could have this if they were not happy with the room.
We finalised our packing very quickly and didnt bother with the breakfast and checked out very fast. We found the owner to be a difficult man to deal with from many observed interactions with staff and trades people and were glad to be on our way.
As we had until 9.25pm that night before we Amtraked out of town we took our bags by taxi to the office and checked them in so we had the day free of bags to see more of San Fransisco. We then headed to Haight Ashbury (the Hippie) district and wandered along the street looking at the wonderful shops. There is an amazing Record shop near the park at one end of the street called Amoebe that we could have spent all day in. The Reggae section was mega and my daughter Kate e-mailed me to tell me to go there as she too had been impressed, but we had already found it. She bought a skateboard across the road when she was there a year ago but we didnt think we needed a board.
Off to China Town then down to the waterfront for a coffee. We then wait at the Amtrak office for our bus that will take us to the railway. When we arrive at the Emmeryville Station we find out that the Starlight Express is running late by about an hour and are totally unsurprised.