Day 14: Into San Francisco

This morning we said goodbye to Yosemite and set off on our final drive, to the Pacific Ocean and San Francisco. This was largely uneventful but the beautiful scenery of Yosemite soon gave way to suburban California, and before long we were on the Bay Bridge heading into the city.

After bidding a tearful goodbye to our faithful cars, we took the BART railway into the centre of the city and to our hostel right off Union Square. This is quite close to the end of the cable car lines and the city’s main shopping district. However, we quickly headed northwest to catch a glimpse of the Golden Gate Bridge in the sunset – a reminder, if one were needed, of why I think this city is my favourite place in the world to visit.

After the sun had set (making us need our coats for the first time since Denver!) we headed back to Chinatown for a great dinner. San Francisco is the home of ‘Chinese’ food as westerners know it, so much so that chefs from here now travel out to China and Hong Kong to prepare the US-style dishes there.

Back at the hostel, we planned out how to fit as much of this city as possible into the next day and a half – of which more tomorrow!

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