Monday, April 23, 2007
The drive to Ottawa....
Friday, April 20, 2007
San Fran for one more day, then onto Washington....
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
The city of San Francisco...
We took the bus into San Fran the next day. What a great city. After finding Union Square we soon got our bearings - a compass would come in handy in he US as the street signs include the compass points. There were many tourists around central - we couldn't get over the long cue for a ride on the tram up Nob Hill, a 1 hour wait for a ride. Being from Wellington, we ended up walking to the top of Nob Hill later in the day - took all of 15mins. There is a selection of photos from San Fran on Flickr and a silent video of break-dancing at Fisherman's wharf on YouTube.
We took a cable car to Fishermans Wharf on the San Fran waterfront and boarded a tour boat of the harbour. It took us right out to the Golden Gate bridge and around Alkatraz. On the way out we passed a group of seals bathing in the sun and were told that we might see sperm whales in the harbour - but not that day. The Golden Gate bridge was amazing up close. Just as impressive was the longer San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge, which was completed a year before the Golden Gates in 1936. Anyway both were impressive. Going around Alkatraz wasn't as airy as I thought it might be because of all the tourist boats arriving.
Once on land we had some dinner around Pier42, did some shopping etc etc, walked some more back around cenral, did some shopping etc etc and took the late BART back to the area of our hotel. We were flying to Washington the next day, o we relaxed at the hotel for the night.
So that was San Francisco. Or was it....
Arriving in San Francisco...
After saying the good-byes to out families at the airport, we - M&M (also known as Miriam & Mike) - boarded a domestic flight to Auckland in order to catch the onwards flight to san Francisco. The domestic flight was delayed a few minutes - at the time we thought nothing of it. We arrived at Auckland airport realising that the 'final call' was showing on the international departures board for our flight to San Francisco. Now I'm a laid back person, but when 'final call' was showing and we had to get to the international terminal (10mins down the road), go through immigration, and then get to our gate, my laid back nature suddenly sat up a bit. We caught the free bus to international, filled out the embarkment cards, went through immigration, and ran to our gate. Luckily our flight to San Fran was delayed and we had time to reflect on the situation - actually I went to the loo.