5 days and 42 miles of walking later, we saw San Francisco. We saw the bridge and the markets and the piers and a comedy club. We saw the Full House house and painted ladies and ferries and Sausalito.
We saw restaurants and a famous prison and chocolate shops and hippies.
We saw flowers and windmills and beaches and parks.
And now, it's time to be home. Upon my arrival, C-man met me at my car, and helped me carry my bags. Beasley was already fed and walked, and he declared it was cuddle time. A nice time, but it's really good to be home.