Where did I leave my heart?

Where else?....we arrived in San Francisco around midday, having driven through mile upon mile of that rolling, golden, landscape that defines Mendocino County, at the heart of California's wine country.

We drove through Santa Rosa and immediately felt the pull of a major city on the horizon. Sure enough, the traffic flow increased and we soon found ourselves searching for dollars to pay the toll on the Golden Gate Bridge, which we were lucky to cross on a clear day.

Driving up the steep streets and crossing-over the 'four-way stop' stop junctions is similar to riding a roller-coaster! But we found our hotel and handed-over the car-keys to the valet. Our hotel is very stylish and befits San Francisco's image. Hitting the streets, we soon encountered 'off-beat' California.....a pink BMW 740 with a 'Barbie' plate!

We rode a packed 'F-line' retro tram down to Fisherman's Wharf and were amazed at its transformation since our last visit.....some fifteen years ago.

Fortunately, Johnny Rocket's remains, along with the seals and cable cars!

On the down side, its far more commercial and there are more tourists and hustlers. Anyway, having made the most of the sun and with the notorious San Fran breeze coming off the Bay, we returned to base on a packed Castro-bound tram and had dinner in an over-priced seafood 'jazz restaurant'! Its good to be back!! As for music....here's a retro piece courtesy of our re-visit to Johnny Rocket's.....