Arrived in SF on 22nd bleary eyed and dusty after 11 hours on the plane and were wonderfully looked after by cousin Rachel and husband Alex – straight into their brand new en suite bedroom and with a hot meal on its way – bliss!
Rachel and Alex have three unbearably cute kids and mornings were started off with a nice wake up call from lovely Max (4 1/2) followed by breakfast and play time, then sightseeing on the back of the insider advice from Rachel and Alex.
Meeting Luke’s uncle Sid and Aunty Maureen at their lush house with views across SF was a treat, especially watching their 40 year old wedding video and seeing Luke’s Dad with long shaggy hair looking not very much like he does now!
We both love San Francisco, it’s like a cool European city. Breathtakingly steep hills rewarding you with views across the city out to the blue bay. The harbour full of sailing boats. Boho boutiques and backstreets, trams and hippie shops. Except everyone speaks English and is really friendly. Today two people asked us, completely unsolicited, if we needed any help as we stared at our map. Something which in London would indicate you’re either about to get scammed or sectioned. San Franciscans are genuinely proud of their city.
Next onwards to Reno to prepare for burning man!
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