Day 13 - Fake tales of San Francisco

After arriving in San Francisco to a confused hotel front office who weren't expecting us for another day, we revisited our itinerary and realized that we had built in a night in Arizona. Instead, we had driven straight through to LA that night. So we found ourselves with an extra day in San Francisco. This turned out to be fortunate, because we hadn't been able to drive up the coast on our way from LA, so instead we drove down to Monterey on our first day in San Francisco.

Our second day was spent doing all of the touristy San Francisco things. We visited the Fisherman's Wharf, shopped at Pier 39, visited the City Lights Bookstore, had a sundae and milk at the Ghirardelli cafe in Ghirardelli Square, drove down the "Crookedest Street", took in the views from the (base of) Coit Tower, and ate in Chinatown. We also got VERY familiar with some of San Francisco's looovvvveeely hills.

On our last day before returning to reality (waahhhhh) we were out of exciting ideas of San Franciscan activities and decided instead to spend the day getting pampered with mani/pedis and haircuts. We did end the day with a nice dinner in North Beach and a trip to the Castro, San Francisco's biggest gay neighborhood, for some cookies.

After 4,626.2 miles, 78 hours on the road, 6 different hotels/houses, and countless pit stops for gas, supplies, bathrooms, etc., the road trip is coming to an end. Tomorrow I head back to Boston and MT goes off to meet a slew of new people and start her new job.

In conclusion: Google is always right, always double check everything before you leave anywhere (specifically time zones, highways, and belongings), arrow to the F is good, arrow to the E is bad, but MOST OF ALL, always be flexible, because everything will go wrong, and you just have to deal with it.