I promised that I would start to do some postings about how the trip has been going so far. We first arrived in San Francisco after a 20-something hour flight from the land down under.
You may remember about two weeks back when I told you that we checked into a hotel with mustard drapes and green comforters? We almost immediately switched hotels from the Hobo Inn to a beautiful boutique hotel on Powell Street just down from Union Square.
In case you are not in the know, Powell Street is the one most of the cable cars travel upon.
Despite the constant clang-clang-clang of the trolleys or the ding-ding-ding of the bells, The Man could not get over the large amount of ambulance and police sirens on the street below.
All day and night whenever a siren was heard The Man would race to the window or follow it down the street. Only once did we get to the cause of the ruckus when a homeless man was hit by car. I think the man was OK... I am not entirely sure becuase I saw a great pair of shoes in the window of a shop and didn't really pay attention.
The weather here in San Francisco has been brilliant! Sunny skies and an average of 20 degrees celcius (I think that is around the low 70s in fahrenheit). One of the first things that we did was walk up the steepest and highest hill you can ever imagine.
You see San Francisco is built on very hilly land next to a bay. The wonderful part about this is after a long and thigh burning walk up the very steep and very high hills, you are rewarded with the most amazing views of the San Francisco Bay, Alcatraz or one of the two suspension bridges.
On this day, The Son drank his first Dr Pepper. The Man was in awe at the price of bananas (45 cents a pound) and I bought a fantastic pair of shoes!