San Francsisco

Well on Sunday night we arrived in San Francsisco after a beautiful drive. We stayed at a hotel on the edge of the tenderloin district called The Opal. It was an old hotel that they had re- furbished. Kind of a dump in a way but kind of classy in a way also. The best thing is we were right down town and a two bedroom suite was on $109.00 a night. The registration clerk was gay as ever and very nice and helpful/ We had a great time talking about horoscopes, men, etc. He was a hoot. Anyway we got in our room and were going to take the bus over to the Castro (gay district) for dinner but decided we were just too tired so we ate a a fun place called Tommy's that we had seen on Diners, Drive Ins and Dives. It was right across the street and was really good. The next morning we got up and caught the cable cars to Fishermans Wharf by the way of "the crookedest street in the world" pictured above.

We walked around down on the wharf for about two hours just taking in the view. We were going to take a tour of Alcatraz but couldn't get tickets on Sunday night at all then finally found some scalpers on the wharf that had them but not until late in the afternoon and we were sick of the parking /driving situation in the city so we decided to just take off and find a hotel some where north of the city on the coast that had a pool and hot tub and relax. We had been running around the city all day and were beat.

This is Tony and Cliff being funny. We were on the wharf just messing around We sent the picture of Cliff the Charlee to show Gorda and when Gabbi saw it she said, "bandage". HAHA

Had to drive by the Haight. I haven't been there since 1972 and things have really changed. It's more yippy.yuppy: hippy now. But it brings back fond memories to all us 60's rockers. That was the dream back then. Janis, Jimmy, The Fillmore, Grateful Dead.....................................

Alcataz island. Tony was really disappointed we didn't get to take the tour so we will have to take him back someday. I am actually glad we missed it, I hate prisons and all that they imply.

The view coming into the city over Golden Gate Bridge from Sausilito

Cliff and Tony standing up on the street car.
Our trusty street car that we rode

My sweetheart and I in San Francisco, Ca

We drove that night up to Salinas more tomorrow