Around noon we headed over to Sausalito, a little island accessible by ferry or the Golden Gate Bridge. Since we were a little wimpy we decided not to bike across the bridge and opted for the ferry. The reason I wanted to visit Sausalito is because there was a segment on CBS Sunday Morning about all of the houseboats on the island. We were determined to walk until we found some houseboats. We came across a small "colony" of them about 2 miles down the stretch. I am certain that there are many more; however, after walking through on the boardwalk, we quickly got a feel for the eclectic sense associated with this lifestyle. It was unbelievable that people call such a place home. It truly was a culture shock in a very short distance!
Despite the culture shock of the houseboats, Jarod and I both really liked the quaint feel of the island. It reminded both of us of Key West, with its laid back feel. We did venture up one very steep hill to explore a neighborhood away from the tourist attractions. We discovered homes that are built several stories high in a community that is built on a steep island. We found tons of Jupiter's Beard, which I unsuccessfully wintered in my front yard. We stopped to smell many, many beautiful roses and discovered a lemon tree full of huge lemons! I guess you can take the girl out of the small town, but not the small town out of the girl!
The ferry ride took us by Alcatraz. We opted not to visit the prison. Jarod had been there as a kid, and I was just too creeped out by the whole of it. Maybe I have read too many Jodi Picoult books involving prisons and the horrible things that occur in them. Anyway, it is still quite amazing from the bay.
Upon our return to the city, we thought we would take one last trip on a cable car, since we don't intend to go back the the Fisherman's Wharf again. The line was terribly long. We walked a few blocks thinking we could just hop on at an intersection, but the cars were so full they weren't even stopping. So we trekked back down and rode the historic bus back to Union Square. We had scoped out a Thai restaurant on our way down to the bus this morning, and were more than ecstatic this evening when we knew what we were ordering, the food was absolutely to die for, and super cheap (even for Nebraska standards). As we were eating we got to experience our only "rally for a cause" since we've been here. I am not really sure what the cause was; however, the guy in the pink tutu led to the obvious. The rally started with a few motorcycles escorting some bikers, one of which was decked out with huge stereo speakers. This was the start of a bicycle entourage that consisted of probably over 500 bicyclers. They literally stopped all traffic. They were hooting and hollering, as were many of the pedestrians on the sidewalk. It was really amazing to witness. Of course many people did not appreciate the stopped traffic and were honking horns, but Jarod and I thought it was great!
Tomorrow we are headed on our wine tour. We know where we need to go to meet the tour, I just hope our time approximations are somewhat accurate!
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