The first day back was spent in San Francisco. Aunty Pam and Uncle Sam suggested that since it was a weekday, the crowd at the tourist spots would not be so large. So we packed into 2 cars and headed out to San Francisco. Here we are keeping ourselves entertained on the drive to the city:
We were lucky to get a nice parking spot nearby the first stop which was the Fishermans Wharf. A short walk and we were at the wharf, where there were boats to Alcatraz, many tourist riding bicycles around and the wonderful aroma of food.
The food smelt so yummy and we were so hungry. So we headed to this famous Boudin Bakery which was famous for their sour dough breads.
This was among the selected of lunch which we had. Sooooo yummy, chowder in their famous sour dough bread:
Then, we wanted to take a ride on the San Francisco cable car. Daddy had to move his car as the parking was only for 2 hours and we'd certainly not make it back from the cable car ride within the balance 1 hour. So daddy had to run off to move the car, only to realise that he did not bring his car keys along. Had to run back to where we were waiting for him. So while waiting, Ah Ma noticed that the queue to the cable car was very long, so she went to buy the tickets and queue up first.
Here' the beautiful scenery which we enjoyed while waiting for our turn:
At last it was our turn. And yet, daddy worried that there wouldn't be enough time on his parking. So halfway through the ride, daddy and Ah Kong hopped off the cable car while we continued on the ride till the end.
Daddy took the "standing seat":
The cable car stopped for a while at the Cable Car Museum for a change in the driver. Mei-mei had fallen asleep by then. So we continued until the end of the ride and we waited for daddy to come with Ah Kong to pick us up in the car.
Then we headed to try to drive down Lombard Street, which is well known to be the world's most crooked street. It sure was a steep drive, but very scenic and not too scary with daddy behind the wheel *grin*
Then we went again for a drive on the Golden Gate bridge, since Ko-ko was sleeping when we went on it the first day when we arrived. This time we drove on the bridge and then stopped at the lookout point for a few pictures. It was so windy as you can tell from our hair flying in all directions.
Then it was time to head back to Menlo Park. It was almost time for dinner. Dinner that night was in a small, simple restaurant called "Little Shanghai" which served very nice Chinese food.












































