San Francisco

I got a little behind in my posts so this blog is going to catch you up from the last few days.

Saturday morning I left the Santa Rosa area of California and headed south for San Francisco. I had a tour scheduled for the San Francisco Armory at 3:00 pm, so I would have a little time to kill.

When I came up through San Francisco the first time it was very foggy. I crossed the Golden Gate Bridge but couldn't see much of it through the thick, low fog. The day was absolutely brilliant on Saturday, but I had been told by locals that fog is often the case in San Francisco so I had little hope of seeing the bridge again on Saturday. When I got closer to the bridge I recalled reading a sign that told me I would have to pay a toll when going over the bridge from north to south.

Drat!! No cash in the car, I took the last exit before the bridge and made the choice that always puts me in the wrong place, left or right? I decided left and I started climbing, parked the car and kept climbing and climbing and eventually saw the top and thought... "I have to get all the way up there!!!"

I did, and this is what I saw.



I could see forever.



And it was beautiful.
I climbed down a bit and found a better path to the bridge.



And got about as close as I could.






Really lovely day I felt peaceful, and thought maybe a few more days in California would be nice.



So I found the ATM went over the Golden Gate bridge and went for my tour.



I went to see the San Francisco Armory. They make movies here. And it shattered all my illusions.



The "wood" floor is spongy so no one gets hurt.



All fake.



Fake padded cell.



Fake bar.



Prop department.



Robot from that Short Circuit movie back in the 80's.



Mission Creek runs under the armory. They used the basement for target practice so it is pretty creepy down there.



Just after I took this picture my camera battery died.

I took the rest of the photos with my phone.



By contrast the upper floors are beautiful.



There are two black cats that follow you around the whole time making it even creepier.


After this I went to Chowchilla, Ca...which is near the federal prison. It is also where I left my camera battery charging in the wall... :(

On Sunday I drove south to Pasadena, I read somewhere that it would be a nice stay, but it wasn't...everything was in Chinese. I took the day to rest and do my laundry.

Monday came and I decided to run around Forest Lawn Cemetery and look for dead stars. I found Clark Gable, Sammi Davis jr, and Ted Knight.

I was looking for Michael Jackson, Andy Gibb or Liberace...so I asked...and of course I'm in the wrong cemetery...There is a Forest Lawn in Glendale AND Hollywood...so much for that...save that for another trip...the Hollywood one is the one with the people you know, and I just didn't want to battle the traffic.

So I headed for Victorville to perch myself at the edge of the desert and prepare myself for the trip home.

I was supposed to stay in California until July 2nd to see Barry Manilow at the Hollywood Bowl. But when I came through Southern California the first time I sold my ticket. I missed my kitties.

I regret that. But the ticket is gone. I hope whoever has it enjoys the show and the fireworks.

I'm hoping besides tonight, I have no more than one more night without Cecil and Boo Boo snuggled up with me.



My inspiration for tomorrow's drive.