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... we visited the restrooms. Then Greer suggested that we walk out on the bridge a ways, so we did. It was rather chaotic, a lane for both directions of foot traffic, runners, walkers, picture takers and gawkers alike and a lane for both directions of bicycle travelers, some seasoned in their spandex suits and aerodynamic sunglasses, others of all ages fresh off the tour bus on their rented bicycles with maps attached to the handle bars. These two lanes shared a ...
We are sitting at the airport of San Francisco, waiting for check-in again.
This morning we packed and left Russell's home to pick up Scott at the BMW-store. At the airport of Eugene we said goodbye to Madelyn and Scott, with a little tear in our eyes, only because ...
... the number 37 bus with us persevered and carried on. As I had already decided it was going to be ‘one of those days’ there was no use fighting it.!! We decided to call it a day and headed down the road in the direction of Ashbury to our next stop Haight Street.
Haight-Ashbury was the centre of the summer love-in as immortalised in the lyrics ‘If you come to San Francisco (be sure to wear some flowers in your hair)’ This was the ...
... cut out in wood of where it is placed after use, this
told the guard if any knives were missing as obviously these are very deadly
weapons to a hardened criminal, of course, there were deaths due to stabbing
over the years.
There is even a morgue on the
island, which rather surprised me.
Another thing that surprised me was that guard’s families used to live
on the island too, children were brought up on there, they used to ...
... vent. This was until an irate Cantonese teenager told them off and they sheepishly put out their 'dooby', I didn't half admire her most, we just did the British thing of clutching our bags and avoiding eye contact incase they attempt conflict. We arrived at pier 33 just in time for the ferry to Alcatraz. As we panted onto the deck and the Boat pulled away from sure, I did notice the irony that we were rushing to catch the boat that, 80 years ago, ...