|San Francisco from the Water|
|Golden Gate Bridge|
Not much was going to happen in one hour so I took a quick stroll south to checkout what the area looked like. The part that I checked out was basically a single road with shops strung along it, in front of a lush hillside scattered with houses.
|Scoma's from the outside|
After a hurried walk, I found a place called BAR, which I knew would be more enjoyable then Scoma's. There was no view here, however they had some decent choices for beer and the bar tender was doing his job properly. He explained that the place had been open for 50 years and was commonly referred to as the No Name Bar. After sipping down some Down-town Brown Porter as quickly as possible I made my way out to try and catch the ferry.
|Bar at Bar|
On the way back the fog began to roll in, changing the whole feel of the bay in 20 minutes. Alcatraz looked particularly creepy in the fog. I used the opportunity to take pictures of the fog to fend off a grey haired old lady who was trying to get me to have dinner with her.
|Alcatraz in the fog|