The long walk back to the Embarcadero...
Walking in San Francisco in the rain (in winter) made me think of Elsa defiantly singing, "The cold never bothered me anyway." With the big grins on their faces, Anna and Vernon also appeared to be impervious to the cold and to the rain. While we were at the de Young Museum 's view deck, I was mulling whether we should do the Golden Gate Bridge trip; after all, we were just a bus ride away. I decided that we should go for it when the top of the bridge broke through the fog... at least we could have a look if we won't be able to walk on it. So we braved the cold rain and disembarked the bus at the Visitors' Centre, where Anna and I were able to get our National Parks Passport stamped again. From here, we started our long and winding walk back to Embarcadero, where we were to catch the BART going home. One of the highlights of our walk was getting this view of Crissy Fields. It's difficult to imagine now but this used to be a military airfie...