Mum and I drove over the Golden Gate and then immediately dropped off the rental car, so we were back on foot. Avis was actually a bit crappy with added fees that hadn't been explained. But anyway...
We spent our first evening wandering Fisherman's Wharf which is the touristy area of The City (apparently what the locals call San Fran) other than the bridge.
|Houses in classic San Franciscan architecture.|
|The Ferry Building at the beginning of Embarcadero|
|That's Coit tower you can see in the distance.|
|A war-ship through an arch - aren't I artistic?|
We started with a trip out to the iconic Golden Gate Bridge. At this point I also did who-knows-what to my camera and all of the photos are blue for a while. Oh well...
"Lillie Hitchcock was seven when she came to San Francisco with her wealthy Kentucky parents in 1851. She was saved from a tragic fire by the volunteers of the Knickerbocker Engine Co. #5. Later seeing firemen struggling up Telegraph Hill, she dropped her schoolbooks and joined them. She became the Knickerbocker #5 mascot and rarely missed a blaze.
Lillie lived a flamboyant life in San Francisco, married Howard Coit of Telegraph Hill against her family's wishes, smoked cigars and often dressed as a man to gamble in North Beach saloons. When an envious relative tried to shoot her and a friend who rushed to protect her was killed, Lillie fled to Paris.
In 1923, after years in Europe, where she was a favourite of the Court of Napoleon III, she returned to her beloved San Francisco where she died in 1929 at age 88."
OK, so the tower itself was built as a monument thanks to the money she left to San Francisco, but her story is pretty brilliant, don't ya think?
|Finger in the way, I know, I know.|
As you can probably guess from the title I'll have a part two coming shortly which will cover the rest of my time in San Fran without Mum - it seemed a bit much to pack into one post!