The Golden Gate

We landed in San Francisco, grabbed our ever-growing luggage and waddled into the first taxi we could find. In a prelude to Disneyland, the driver proceeded to put his foot down and sometimes stay in the same lane. We checked into the Super 8 and then couldn't get to sleep because our body clocks are wrong again. Woke up at 8.30 and headed off to a day of walking up and down giant hills, giant stair and giant shopping centres. We visited Union Square, Chinatown, Little Italy and walked up Lombard St (the really crooked one) and then visited Coit Tower (insert your own anal humour here). After a very late dinner we got back around 11pm and did what any traveller would do - put on Sports Center. It's Saturday and yet another early morning wake up call. A quick bowl of Fruit Loops and it was off to the bus to Pier 39 where we joined the boat to Alcatraz. Alcatraz was great. We then explored Pier 39 which has tons of food shops, especially of the chocolate variety. I bought the 49ers jacket that I didn't 17 years ago. It's made of pig suede, in my current form Jeremy reckons that when I wear it I will make the complete pig. I guess when you look at today's lunch (peanut butter chocolate cups) he isn't far off. On the . On the way out Jeremy shouted, "there's Tommy Lee!". For some reason, this is not the first time this holiday that he has said this. On this occasion he was right. For those of you not familiar with Tommy Lee, type in tattoos, rock star, Pamela Anderson and even Tommy Lee into Google. We were close enough that he could spit on us. That's how we know, because he did spit on us. Back home for a quick nap and then out to dinner, which the kids enjoyed - the firsts just keep happening. The dinner was at Mona Lisa (Italian restaurant, including pizza) and still nice after 17 years.