• Day 43 - Reno - Sacramento - SF

    June 15, 1974 in the United States

    June 15th
    (Ursula) As we drove from Reno to Sacramento, the landscape gradually transformed from the bald, dry terrain to gentle hills dotted with cedars. Soon, we entered a mountain range filled with pine forests, creating a stunning contrast against the clear blue sky. In Sacramento, we visited the California State Capitol and its surrounding parks. For the first time, we saw orange trees bursting with almost ripe fruits—I couldn’t help but wish I could pick some!

    The city felt clean, well-kept, and almost like a garden. The palm trees reminded me of the Caribbean.

    June 16th
    A few hours south, we finally caught our first glimpse of San Francisco. We drove over the iconic Golden Gate Bridge, and the view was simply breathtaking! The drive along the harbor, with sailboats dotting the Bay and Spanish-inspired buildings lining the road, was a true pleasure.

    We headed to Fisherman’s Wharf, where the streets were bustling with Sunday strollers and tourists. Stands were selling fresh crabs, shrimp, and fish. We couldn’t resist eating at a fish restaurant and enjoyed delicious Filets de Sol.

    Afterward, we explored the famous hills of the city. Some of them were so steep it seemed impossible for cars to stay put. It was fascinating to see how they park cars at an angle—and somehow, it works!

    We climbed Telegraph Hill, which offered a perfect vantage point of the city. Along the way, we noticed some unusually dressed people—barefoot with long hair. It looked like they were dressed for a carnival, but I had no idea what trend they were following. San Francisco certainly has its own unique vibe!
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