My last day in San Fran, I had some free time to explore and decided to catch a ferry over to Sausalito, a place I’d never been. It was a quaint little town full of shops and art galleries. Not exactly my type of place but it was fun to walk around for a couple of hours.
On the way back, the ferry made an unscheduled stop off at Angel Island National Park to pick up some hikers. I’d been told the ferry wasn’t running trips out here (it was off season) or I would have made plans to hike around the park instead of visiting Sausalito. It looked lush and lovely from the ferry dock.
Always out to find something different, this rather frightening looking alley was home to an Irish pub. Turned out to be a disgusting place to eat so I won’t bother naming it but it was an adventure braving the alley to get there.