San Francisco, September 13-19, 2016: Day Two in the City Sept. 15

Day two started off with a visit to the very busy Arsicault Bakery. The wait was about 20 minutes. But it was worth it.

I got a Morning Bun (kind of like a non-ices cinnamon roll) and a croissant. When I asked for butter with the croissant, the lady behind the counter said with a strong French accent, "Why do you want butter? There is already butter in it." My breakfast:

After we left Arsicault, we caught the first of two buses to The Golden Gate Bridge. While waiting for the first bus, it was beginning to feel like it was getting colder. So I stopped into Goodwill and bought a jacket since I had left my jacket back at the house. We finally got on the bus to The Golden Gate Bridge and not to my surprise, the bridge was in fog.

 We got off the bus and walked around the visitor plaza and visited the visitor's center.

This is a model of the width of the cable that spans the length of the bridge that helps the bridge stay up. I felt the need to hug it.

Before we started on our long trek across the bridge, we stopped to look at the very pretty flower garden near the visitor center.

Then we started out on our journey across the bridge. I was completely fascinated to be there.

It looks like a tradition started in Paris a few years ago appears in an opening in the sidewalk of the bridge.

The plaque on the bridge designates it as the most beautiful steel bridge the year it opened in 1937.

Fort Point sits below the San Francisco end of the bridge.

After passing over Fort Point, we were on our journey.

In the film THE WALK, when Joseph Gordon Levitt's character Philippe Petite goes to The World Trade Center for the first time, he places his chin against the base of one the towers in awe of structures he had been fascinated about. I felt the need to do the same when we got to the San Francisco tower.

More pics from the tower.

Once the first tower was behind us, it was on to the next tower...and toward sunshine. The sun was shining beyond the Marin County tower.

When we got to the Marin County end of the bridge, we went to Vista Point  on the northeast side of the bridge where it was much warmer in the sunshine.

After we walked back across the bridge, I sat Kurt down at the visitor center with pastry and juice and went out and walked it again. I didn't walk all the way to Vista Point, I went as far as the concrete structure in the background of this pic, then turned around and headed back. Runkeeper said I made the 3.05-mile trip in 45 minutes, just under 4 miles per hour.

We caught the bus at the visitor center and headed back into the city for lunch at Hard Knox Café, then eventually ended up at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art and finally saw some of Andy Warhol's works in person as well as some Liechtenstein art. We were so rushed, I took no pics. :-(

After a speedy run thru of the museum, which is never a good idea, it was off to baseball. If you do not know who SF Giants' catcher Buster Posey is, google "Buster Posey ESPN magazine cover", it is all you need to know.

Pretty Buster.

Kurt with the Willie Mays statue in Willie Mays Plaza outside the baseball stadium.

Buster.

The team has been selling out games for years, it was another sell-out.

Ben (on the left of the below pic) is Kurt's nephew-in-law, it was his and his wife's air-bnb cottage where Kurt and I stayed. Ben got us the baseball tickets and admission into a secret club called Gotham Club in the outfield before the game. It was not my intention to wear blue and red (the colors of the St. Louis Cardinals, the opponent of the night), it just happened to the colors of the jacket I bought.

I really liked how the palm trees were decorated in lights in the plaza outside the stadium as we were headed to catch the train back home to sleep before Day Three.

And that was the end of day two and it was good.