We both woke up before 4am (9pm Japan time). I tried to go back to sleep. David got up and went to the lounge to read papers and drink coffee. At 7am we were wandering the foggy streets of San Francisco looking for a diner. We found a time-warp diner on Stockton and Sutter and ordered a proper American breakfast. I love the buttermilk pancakes and maple syrup, but once a year is probably sufficient.
We caught up with the Kaysers around 10 and Gurg drove us along the pacific ocean road, past immense waves far out to sea to SF Zoo. We though Chloe would enjoy seeing the animals, but in fact we all enjoyed it. It’s a lovely place as zoos go.
We’ve been to SF four or five times now and know it quite well, but we’d never been to Haight Ashbury so we headed there for lunch. It still has a hippy vibe despite being ground zero for the summer of love hippy scene way back in 1967.
After a quick stop at Golden Gate Park and a rest back at the hotel, we reconvened with the Kaysers and headed out for drinks on the terrace of a restaurant on Steuart Street and then into a recommended restaurant called Perry’s for yet another gourmet feast. They had a half price promotion on bottles on wine and we went for a Russian River Valley pinot noir called something like Onmia. We visited that region on our last trip and loved it. Must come back to California again.
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