We were up early for coffee in the room, then we went downstairs for (free) breakfast in the atrium.

We had been given tickets for this, but no-one was interested in collecting them, and we could have had a dozen breakfasts if we wanted.  In fact we had lots of fruit, melon and water melon, followed by lots of bacon, scrambled eggs, sausages and toast.  After surviving these, with second helpings all round, we got ready for the trip to downtown San Francisco.  First we took the complimentary shuttle back to the airport where we found a van-share ride into the city.  We quickly dropped off other customers except one, and the driver took us round past Union Square and through the run-down Tenderloin district where the down-and-outs reside to leave us at Fisherman's Wharf. We walked past all the restaurants offering fresh sea-food before going to look at the bay with the island prison of Alcatraz off-shore.  Alcatraz is now a major tourist attraction, and we watched the ferries coming and going.  Memories of 'The Birdman of Alcatraz' - what was this?  Nearby, moored at the dockside was a huge submarine from World War II, now preserved as another tourist attraction., along with a WWII placard of a women saying 'we can do it'.  Luz put her face through the hole for a photograph.  Then we went back to the restaurant area and selected a place to eat.  Upstairs in a well set-up dining area we had a table by the window with a superb view of the inner dock, obviously still a working fishing wharf area, with the tourist area above it, and finally on top of all, the city of San Fransisco itself.

Luz chose crab cakes and Ron scallops..  Both came with vegetables and pasta, and were far more than we could.  We washed down the food with a very good Californian Merlot, Ron finishing up with a coffee.  We had a great meal, good food and wine and a wonderful view over the inner dock and city, and all at a very reasonable price.  Finally we got the crab cakes and scallops we could not eat to take with us for later.

Next we walked along the wharfs, watching the side shows until we came to a famous bakery (San Fransisco is famous for the excellence of it bread, especially the sour dough.)  Here there were two bakers on view in the window demonstrating the art of making bread in the shape of crabs.

It seems to have been at this point that Ron put down the bag of crab cakes and scallops in order to take photographs of the bakers and their work, moving along a few feet to get a better angle.  Photography completed, off we went along the street, leaving our bag of food to-go (para llevar) behind.  We crossed the street to look in some souvenir and antique shops before heading back to try the famous San Fransisco cable cars.

Nearly there, we remembered the food left behind and went back to look for it, but no luck, it had disappeared.  So, back again to to the cable car terminus on Bay Street and had to wait, watching the cars being turned by hand, for about three cars before we got a ride to Union Square.  Up the hill the car came to a complete stop, someone had parked a car on the rails and left it.  There was much activity trying to find the owner and the police, but it was all taken in very good part with lots of laughter.  Finally we had to back off down the hill away to wait.  Once the track had been cleared, off we went, crossing Lombard Street, but unable to see the 'crookedest street.  Finally passing Union Square we got off at the terminus by the BART station (Bat Area Rapid Transit).  So we left San Fransisco without seeing the Quoit Tower with its view over the whole city, Union Square for the shopping, or Seal Point for a stroll in the cedar forest overlooking the bay.  We didn't get much of a view of the Golden Gate Bridge either.  On Bart we rode to the airport to where we could get the free courtesy coach back to the hotel, after a long wait (Embassy Suites Burlingame is apparently now known as Embassy Suites Waterfront.)  A quick wash and refresh and then down into the atrium for the Manager's Reception again.  It was a lot quieter this night (Sunday) and we found a table nearer the more formal restaurant (but this was pay food) and collected a free meal of vegetables (carrots, broccoli etc) with a ranch dressing as a dip, washed down with (free) Merlot, beer, white Sangria, with tortilla chips and an excellent red salsa to finish.  Then we reviewed the photographs, deleting the failures, and tried to photograph the coy fish in the pond before going back to the room (907) to pack cases ready for an early start the next day for the drive to Fish Camp.  And so to bed with Luz still regretting the loss of the crab cakes and scallops.