We awoke, drove to a nearby park in Carmel-by-the-sea, bought milk, and had breakfast while slowly freezing.
After freezing entirely we drove along the coast towards San Francisco, stopping at Santa Cruz for a while, having lunch in Half Moon Bay, visiting a lighthouse, and generally pottering along the coast.
After driving through gale force winds along some very-sand-covered roads, we arrived at Sea Cliff in San Francisco in the early evening, where we went for a walk through the park at Land’s End and got our first view of the Golden Gate Bridge.
As it began to get late we had a look at The Presidio of San Francisco, then (with great difficulty) found a Taco Bell that was still open and tried their squishy round bean and “cheese” mush filled tubes—which were very cheap and quite filling—and then found a car park on the side of the road in Lincoln Boulevard, which looked like a fancy suburb and not like somewhere that we’d be arrested or killed, and slept the night in the car.
Bronwen and I drove to a supermarket and bought milk and cereal, which we ate in Golden Gate Park. It was still very cold. After breakfast we met Maz at the same supermarket and drove back to his place.
After having a shower and a demonstration of the FOVE headset Maz has been working on we drove to Golden Gate Bridge and walked along it, and then parked downtown and walked around Chinatown, up the hilly streets to Coit Tower, down to the Fisherman’s Wharf district, and around various other parts of the city. San Francisco is the most Australian-like city so far.
We had a huge burrito from Chipotle and drove back to Maz’s, where we talked and did some research until dark, then drove out of town to beat the morning traffic. We drove to a Walmart in Oakland but were surprised to find it had shut—apparently some aren’t 24 hours (we later found out that the ridiculously high rents in the San Francisco area have resulted in a strange situation where some areas are unafforable, and other areas right nearby (such as where the Walmart was) are high-crime areas occupied by desperate people serving the needs of those who can afford to live in the unaffordable areas). After a somewhat stressful drive trying to find somewhere to stay as it got rapidly later, we ended up staying on a random street somewhere (in Castro Valley, apparently)