After
having some Skype calls with family and looking at a slightly confused little
Katherine, don’t think she fully understood who was on the screen, we went back
to the Lori’s Diner, where we went yesterday, for breakfast.
Jen's short stack |
Yesterday
were trying to purchase this Wi-Fi unit and we had discovered that another
Radio Shack, which turned out to be slightly out of town, had one and so a taxi
was the only way to go. We arrived at this slightly out of town store and they
the unit in stock and the girl went to a lot of trouble to set it up for us. In
view of the location we had asked the taxi to wait which was a good move
otherwise to get a taxi from here would be difficult to say the least. Setting
up the unit took slightly longer than expected, you see we don’t live in the
USA and have a ZIP code which without can be a pain so the store used their own
details.
From
there we headed down the waterfront piers and found that several of the old
piers had been converted in to cafe's and specialised food shops with a really
mixed bag of food from Chinese Dim Sum to specially prepared burgers (well this
is America). We walked along for a while and listen to a couple of old rockers
who played two guitars and they were really very good. We then took a tram rise
down to Fisherman’s Wharf and wandered around for a while and eventually found a
highly recommended by Trip Advisor seafood restaurant where we subsequently
dined on fresh Dungeness crab and pacific cod washed down with half a bottle of
Californian Chardonnay, all of this while looking out over the harbour where
the container ships were coming and going. In the harbour of course are the famous
sea lions which have now been given their own dock area for them to enjoy.
A
cable car ride back to the Hotel where we arrived just before 18.00 and after a
well-earned shower we watched some rubbish American TV programs about solving
murders and ‘American Greed’ about this
guy from Connecticut who ran a Ponzi scheme which lost hundreds of millions of
dollars for the average guy in the street, bastard.
An
evening of blogging and sorting out the photos and beginning to giver
consideration as to how we get from here to Austin.