Don't you set those lonely eyes on me.

Yosemite to San Francisco

Off we trotted from Yosemite to wind our merry way to San Francisco (we had flowers in our hair don't worry).

Everything still looked really dry as we approached San Francisco and the roads go bigger and bigger. Most interesting sight on the way was this:

How many windmills is that!!!??? A lot! And the picture doesn't convey the true size!

First real sighting of the City was as we crossed a huge bridge (with an island in the middle)

I'm sure that's been in the odd film. Driving in was a mare! The street names are in the wrong direction. I thought we were doing well till I realised that what I thought was 5th street had changed to 11th via 6th, 7th, 8th etc. Also the one way system is carnage. I was navigating at this point and it was all my fault!

Our hotel was halfway up the hill between the Tenderloin and Union Square. Proximity to the Tenderloin gave some entertaining liasons with comedy drunks and mentalists. Getting to it was a mare though. Driving up preposterously steep hills avoiding street cars and getting lost in the one ways.

Once happily settled in, having been ignored by the rudest valet I've ever seen (he was too busy trying to flirt with an old lady). We set out for a quick explore. Just up the roads was where Francis Ford Coppola writes all his stuff (the interesting green building below) and the Transamerica Pyramid.

Alsdo this rather cool building covered in Jazz legends:

Our first sighting of the Coit Tower (you may hear aboot this later, note the shape!) There are so may steep hills it's a wanderers nightmare. Note at this point most of the holiday had been at temperatures of 40 to 50C it was now 15C.

We walk around Nob Hill (huh huh huh uh huh huh!) and Russian Hill and down, the alleged, crookedest street in the world. Very pretty and green and unlike anything else around:

From the top we had a pleasant view of the business district:

But this is my favourite photo of all:
I mean what kind of place has streets this steep! It's worse than Sheffield. Cool though. I was loving it already and we still had to go to the Wharf, Alcatraz, Golden Gate etc etc.....