The next morning we took a walking tour around the city, mostly going by the AAA book’s “walking tour” guide. We went up two very steep hills at first and Theresa was having some trouble, but it turned out to be good preparation for our camping trip. From the top of the streets we could see the Golden Gate Bridge surrounded by fog. The view from the top of the streets was awesome.

We took a trolley, which we of course had to do while we in San Francisco. Then we walked around Chinatown, Nob Hill, and up to Telegraph Hill where we saw (but didn’t go up into) the Coit Tower.

We walked down to Fisherman’s Wharf, and had lunch at an overly expensive crowded restaurant. I would definitely not recommend eating lunch on Taylor Street.

On pier 39, there are sea lions that were lounging around on the docks. They have been there ever since the big earthquake in 1989. Theresa took a lot (too many if you ask me) pictures of them.

We walked over to Ghirardelli square, hoping to get some chocolate, but the lines were way too long, so we had to make do with a milk chocolate sample at the Ghirardelli store.

After eating our chocolate, we walked up more super-steep hills and came to the top of twisty Lombard Street. I would hate to have an apartment on that street, since there was a constant stream of cars going down. We walked back to the hotel and rested before dinner.

To get to dinner we took a bus and then a trolley (as per Monty’s good instructions) to the Embarcadero for dinner at Boulevard. The weather that night was very cold and wet. Dinner was good, but we thought it was overpriced. The highlight of the meal was the excellent fois gras.

Theresa complained about the cold on the way home so we ended up taking a cab back.