Last day boo hoo

1. left the flat kind of building near the bottle shop. We had a good time picking some tequila, whisky, wine to take home.


On the very last, we woke up a bit late, packed bags, then walked straight down to the bottle store, which is like a museum, very beautiful. We pack these into the bags then, and finally get them out at about midday.












2. right; lunch on Haight St near old old place.

Went for lunch at the bar with the beer brewing inside. It's just near where we used to live, and would have been awesome if it had been there before.




3. Left: the painted Ladies.


Then up to the painted ladies for a look, then we walked down to the dog park for a play. Then walked off to the Castro, for some expensive frozen yoghurt. The kids got to choose their own flavours and toppings. The boys loved that. We bought 4 pairs of shoes between us. Marie loved that.

4. Right: the gold fish bowl bar in the Castro.

Then we got on the historic F trolley (tram) down Market St. There were just hoardes of bikes rolling out of the city during this peak hour. Into Old Navy for some last minute t-shirt shopping, a bit more at the Gap nearby, then up to the hotel, where reception was wondering where we were and if we'd turn up before the shuttle bus.

5. Left: in the Castro

I tipped the bag man a fiver, but said thanks "dude" which may not have been the correct way to warm relations. We gave the shuttle guy a tenner, which judging by his face was the correct thing to do. Given the beaten up state of the shuttle bus, seemed the right thing.

6. Right: where else but the Castro.

We're at the airport with heaps of spare time to try to find the old sushi place, which is gone during renovations to that corner, through security and into some random sports bar restaurant, after scrutinising the duty free to decide if we could possibly squeeze another bottle of booze in, but probs not due to us exceeding the limits a bit already.


7. Left: the theatre in the Castro
















8. right; at the second hand store.







14 hours of flying, I slept the most out of all 4 of us. Watched the WestWorld series, didn't totally love it, and suddenly it was time to land.




9. left: the Castro.

10. right: the historic F trolley down Market St