On Saturday we didn’t need our rain gear. It looked threatening all day but remained dry as we walked for hours and hours around the Fisherman’s’ Warf and Marina areas.
Tamara had been here before and wanted to visit Coit Tower, something she missed on her previous visit. No worries. Up a fair way, but doable.
From there, we could see ‘The Crookedest Street’, or a very zig-zaggy street that is quite famous. I suggested we walk there. It didn’t look too far. And, our hotel was on the other side of it.
It was far. And the walk was really, really steep. I really enjoyed it. I think Tamara wanted to kill me.
Anyway, we made it. And we made it back to our motel just in time, because the heavens opened up and it poured with rain for the rest of the night.
It was still raining on Sunday but that didn’t stop us venturing out and travelling on the famous cable cars.
We went to Chinatown and has a really yummy lunch in a local little restaurant. Then more cable car and rain. Then a tram and rain. We went back to our motel for a rest and of course the sun then came out.
Off again we went, this time by local bus, to the Walt Disney museum. It was such a good museum. It documented Walt Disney’s professional and private life. It was filled with photos, films, cartoons, props, interviews etc. etc. etc.
It was so good that when we got to the end of the museum, which was also chronologically the end of his life, that we both got teary. He was quite a special man and made a real difference to the lives of so many people all over the world.