We had our second night in the motel from hell. It is run down ie leaking taps, no toilet roll holder it has a "king bed" which is two uneven single beds pushed together and the service is very ordinary but that is not the worst of it. At night it turns into the San Francisco drug distribution centre, the drugs send them on a psychopathic trip and they scream like banshees. Now just throw in a few prostitutes and pimps coming and going at all hours. In the morning all the bleary eyed unsuspecting travellers quietly eat their less than average breakfast wondering if that was just a once off. Just have to get through one more night! Have now found tripadviser.com and will be taking their advise in the future.
Today we walked from our motel up to the top of Lombard Street (the most crooked street in the world) and caught a cable car into town. After visiting the Aquarium we had bay shrimp and chowder for lunch then off to Ripley's Believe it or not and the Wax Museum before having a quite Murphys and cider at the Irish pub, After seeing the lineup for the cable car back up the hill we decided to walk back to the motel. San Francisco is built on 43 "hills" - my butt must be looking good right now!
Watched the Oregon / USC football match on TV. USC had a very nice win, Claire will be happy. Then one last walk up to Polk Street to try out another little restaurant - Andy's Chinese tonight.
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Brings back memories of when I was in San Francisco.....years ago. Sounds like you are getting the all american experience. What's travelling without a few junkies! :-)
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