The next day I talked Bryan into renting bikes and riding across the Golden Gate Bridge.
While the bridge is a mile and a half long, it was a few miles from the bike rental shop to the bridge.
And 2 "hills" according to the nice lady at the shop. NOT in mid-western terms!
She neglected to tell us - or maybe we just didn't hear - that once we crossed the bridge, we still had a few more miles and one more "hill" to get to the ferry that would take us back to the bike shop. Yes, we are out of shape, but it was a good way to see the bridge and spend a few hours.
After we returned our bikes, we spent some time at Fisherman's Wharf and Pier 39. We spent all our quarters at the arcade museum and watched the sea lions
That night, we went out to dinner and I did not take a picture of my food. It was yummy!
The next morning, we got up early because we wanted to avoid a line to ride the trolley. There was still a long line! We rode the trolley up the hill, got coffee, and walked back down.
We walked over to have a look at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. Just the outside of the building- because Bryan worked on the design of the curtain wall!
There were so many street entertainers - and homeless- in the downtown area where we stayed. I like street entertainers, but Bryan calls them hustlers. This guy made an instrument out of a water bottle and some wine bottles. The white bucket is for cash obviously.
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