You'll be pleased to hear I'm going to lump the next two days into one blog. This is for two reasons: 1) I seem to have made zero notes on the 18th and 2) Not a lot happened on the 19th. The 18th started with a takeout breakfast from the Ferry Building and we sat to eat it overlooking the bay on our last morning in San Fran. Afterwards, we picked up our rental car, a Dodge Journey, which looked pretty nice but turned out to be, in Mr F's words, a "gutless wonder...

The day started with us admiring the morning view from our window and watching the multitude of joggers and their dogs run along the bay front.This was followed up by a good healthy dose of hotel coffee and a gentle stroll to the Ferry Building, stopping on the way to pet a few willing dogs. It was Saturday morning and that meant the bi-weekly Farmer's Market was on. It was THE place to grab not only your groceries but also your breakfast. After a quick circuit,...

We relaxed back in the comfy leather seats of our limo as we whisked through downtown San Francisco. The flight had been fine overall (even in economy!) but booking the limo had certainly been one of my better ideas. Just from the reception, I knew I'd made a good choice in the Harbor Court hotel too. Sadly we'd just missed the complimentary wine reception but there'd be another one tomorrow night we were told. We deposited our bags (or rather, the porter did) a...

Enough with the pancakes already! Our last day in Florida dawned bright and sunny and happily, the night had involved no cockroach intrusions. That we knew of anyway. I hunted high and low for the room's hairdryer but to no avail. Dare I go to the front desk and pester that grumpy chap for one? Hell yeah! I was almost disappointed when I found him not on duty. Instead there was an actual 'nice guy'. After a long discussion on the contents of every cupboard and...

Shiver me glass-bottomed timbers! After scoring nil point on both the sparrow and cuckoo front, Mr F was out today well before the early bird had even thought about brushing it's teeth. He returned at 9am to join me for breakfast, still sans sparrow & cuckoo so not a particularly happy bunny. The plan of attack for the day therefore, centred around getting at least the cuckoo in the bag. Not literally you understand though! After awarding top marks to Trav...