San Francisco

Sunshine and blue sky, sweet breeze off the Bay --
San Francisco welcomed us to enjoy a week of play.

Piers 33 through 41--We walked along the boardwalk, checking out each one.
Seafood and t-shirts, and bric-a-brac galore.
Ferry boats in blue and gold lined up along the shore.

We traveled to China Town and wonders did we see –
a fortune cookie factory, and shops with Ginseng Tea
Alley ways were narrow. We walked in single file.
Laundry hanging overhead made us stop and smile.

We traveled along the shore of Monterey Bay, -
Stopping at Cannery Row for a few hours stay (Steinbeck Country)
We sampled Chowder and Chocolate, treats for our tummy' --
then we were off to spend our souvenir money.


The Pebble Beach "swells" did not turn us away –
Eyebrows raised, they managed a smile
inviting us to see The Lodge where celebrities dine here in style.....
and to step on the links above the Monterey shore
where Bob and Bing played.. hearing crowds roar.

For $450, we could have played too --
swinging our clubs, our putts sure and true.
But with sighs of regret we had to decline –
Our bus traveled on, we had no more time.

Carmel was next, where the stars shop.
Donna was eager for our bus to stop.
She wanted to find something snazzy,
and soon found a jacket both classic and jazzy.

Next day we boarded a launch out into the bay ---
traveling to Alcatraz just a few miles away.
Touring the prison, we were not alone --
Ghosts walked beside us, chilling our bones.




After the stench of the prison, we sought a sweet scent for our nose....
And that's just what we found when we entered the "Stinking Rose".
An Italian eatery, where garlic filled the air
turned out to be the answer to our prayer.
Music pounded and the food was a delight.
It was time for us to party on this San Francisco night.

Our Italian Queen, Isabelle, soon held center stage,
as our waiter sought to win her, without causing her to rage.
Isabelle chuckled softly and granted him a smile --
while the rest of us cheered, laughing all the while.


Our last day we dined on gourmet cuisine,
as our 1915 train carried us through a landscape serene ---
of grape vines and hill tops and wineries grand.
Napa Valley is truly a beautiful land.
Now when we buy a bottle of wine,
we will know that its origin truly is fine.

Last night in Frisco..Zoe and I dined at a restaurant looking out on the Bay....
It has been a great week, new sights every day
Tomorrow we would leave, but we hated to part --
Just like the song..San Francisco had captured our heart.