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Karma. Karma is the word I used to explain why I have no phone. In our last blog I rabbited on about how wrong it is that tipping a shuttle driver is expected, after already paying for the ride. Well, I didn't tip him and I left my phone in the shuttle. Lost and Found have advised me the driver supposedly doesn't have the phone. I called it karma, Dave called ...
... started to generate, a surprise to my family was a gift to be unwrapped the next day.
The following morning I woke up at an alarming 430 am. I was soon out the door and
running the bare brisk streets of Russian hill then down into the Fishermans Wharf
and along the piers. I found myself running through the famous Ferry Buidling Saturday mornings farmers markets. The familiar smells caught the senses, the smells of
tacos being cooked a smell I missed and ...
... to the bridge but other than that the bike ride was nice. My biggest accomplishment of the day was the fact that I didnt need to get off my bike to push it up!
There was a lot of people walking and biking on the bridge, many of the pedestrians had trouble reading the signs that tell you which side is for bikes and which side is for pedestrians, silly people!
The bike ride back to drop the bikes off was nice and quick being all downhill.
Ghirardelli Square also ...
Clint wants to cycle over the Golden Gate Bridge today, yes mr triathlete should be able to do that no worries but I can not pass this opportunity by and say I want to do it to even if it kills me. I am not sure Char is convinced that this is a great idea but agrees to go too. Deb and Ron stay home for a rest day as the other four of us head to the street car and onto Fisherman's Wharf to hire some bikes. The guys at Blazing Saddles line up some bicycles, give us some water and ...
... of chillies on it)
For our final day we'd saved one of the things we were really looking forward to, a cycle ride over the Golden Gate Bridge. We rented bikes over the road from our hotel and cycled west out of town through Golden Gate park, which strangely was no where near the bridge, but was very pretty, with a flower garden, Japanese Tea Garden and some museums. The park itself is huge, about 3 miles long, and at the end it reaches the coast, with ...