Where's the bridge? A few days in San Fran

On arrival in San Francisco the weather was a bit unseasonal. I felt right at home! Just like London with the drizzle and cloud...

Just below the cloud!

It's in the fog... Somewhere (view from the DeYoung museum)

Found it!

However it soon brightened up - and I found the bridge.... But lost the chowder...

No visit to Fishermans Wharf is complete without trying the touristy chowder - not the tastiest I've had, but the sourdough bread bowl was good!

Sea lion hanging out at pier 39

So on my rainy day I walked from Union square, down market til I hit the ferry building on the waterfront, then along the piers to Fishermans wharf and back up Market to the shops (hey a girl is only human!)

The following day was glorious sunshine and so we (now with Vix and Ian) headed out to Golden Gate park for a Wholefoods picnic in the sun, followed by some culture at the DeYoung Museum - which also had great views over the city.

Think you can see Mission Delores in the distance here.

The park.

But there wasn't any view of the bridge due to very specific fog which only covered it and pretty much nowhere else!

Portrait of George Washngton cleverly made out of dollar bills.

After our culture we headed up Haight - the San Fran equivalent of Camden high street - and got some $3 happy hour punch :) several of those in fact!

To sober up we walked to Castro to hit up a taqueria on Valencia street - the party was really kicking off at Castro due to the Supreme Court judgement on section 8 :)

We then walked past Mission Delores on our way back mot the metro - excuse the crappy shot, I think my picture asking abilities were impaired by the margaritas we had with our tacos/burritos!