So we awoke the next day and looked out the window to see… fog and rain! Determined to have a good time anyway we set out for the city. Aaron found a BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) station where we could park our car for free and ride into the city (so much cheaper and easier than trying to park in the heart of S.F.). We had no trouble and got into the city fairly quickly.
However once we emerged on a surface street we got a little turned around. (Ok technically I got us turned around, but Aaron was just as confused as I was.) I fina
lly figured out that we needed to take the F line to get to our destination of Fisherman’s Wharf – that’s where I was right, however I got us on the line heading in the completely wrong direction. The driver was really nice to us – we didn’t have exact change (he let us ride for free) and we were lost. So we rode the line all the way around and what should have taken 15 minutes ended up taking us an hour and a half… oh well. We just called it our “impromptu city tour” and took it in stride.
Once we finally arrived at the Wharf, we picked up our passes (a really good deal by the way if you ever go) and headed to the aquarium. At the aquarium we walked through the fish tunnels, the shark tunnel and enjoyed the fact that we were no longer lost.
Next we walked through the rain to the local sourdough factory Boudin’s down the street. The
rain was like one of those misters you sit under outside on a hot, dry day in the desert – not enough to get you soaked, but just enough to be annoying in the cold damp climate.
We walked through the little factory tour where you get to sample some of their various breads at the end –yummy, fresh, real sourdough. One of their fun little kiosks you got to discover what kind of bread you are – Aaron’s was right on. Mine was pretty close except for the last line.
After the sourdough tour we headed over to take a cruise around the Bay.
However once we emerged on a surface street we got a little turned around. (Ok technically I got us turned around, but Aaron was just as confused as I was.) I fina
lly figured out that we needed to take the F line to get to our destination of Fisherman’s Wharf – that’s where I was right, however I got us on the line heading in the completely wrong direction. The driver was really nice to us – we didn’t have exact change (he let us ride for free) and we were lost. So we rode the line all the way around and what should have taken 15 minutes ended up taking us an hour and a half… oh well. We just called it our “impromptu city tour” and took it in stride.Once we finally arrived at the Wharf, we picked up our passes (a really good deal by the way if you ever go) and headed to the aquarium. At the aquarium we walked through the fish tunnels, the shark tunnel and enjoyed the fact that we were no longer lost.
Next we walked through the rain to the local sourdough factory Boudin’s down the street. The
rain was like one of those misters you sit under outside on a hot, dry day in the desert – not enough to get you soaked, but just enough to be annoying in the cold damp climate.We walked through the little factory tour where you get to sample some of their various breads at the end –yummy, fresh, real sourdough. One of their fun little kiosks you got to discover what kind of bread you are – Aaron’s was right on. Mine was pretty close except for the last line.
After the sourdough tour we headed over to take a cruise around the Bay.
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Sounds like you guys had fun! I wish JR and I could take a quick vacation to California...I've heard it's lots of fun in SF. It's nice to wander around in new places. Sometimes getting lost is the best part :-).
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