We started Day Three by actually getting to the Museum of Modern Art, where we split up and spent several hours wandering and wandering. It was fabulous. Of course, I also love art museums, so I was bound to think that. But this one really, really was wonderful.
|And sparkly :)|
|But there was a pretty flower.|
|You had to check for butterflies before you left to make sure none got out.|
|Occasionally, and for good reason, I get sentimental about nature.|
Day Four came, too bright and early, and we started off making our way to the Painted Ladies for my mumsy. They were painted and very popular with the tourists. It really wasn't all that exciting because there is just SO MUCH gorgeous old architecture in San Fran. Especially compared to the suburbs.
|The best picture with the least amount of random tourists in it.|
|This is the street to shop on. Even the guidebook said so!|
We took the bus through El Presidio, just to check that off the list, then hurried through the Palace of Fine Arts, because I thought it was lovely. Then we tried to find the Maritime Museum, but failed through some mislabeling on the building. It had closed earlier that it was supposed to anyway. [Okay, well, earlier than the information desk thing we called to ask what time it closed told us.]
|Fancy, fancy, fancy.|
|Photo proof. We were literally on it for two minutes. Or thereabouts.|
Saturday was literally a whirlwind day. We got up even earlier, sped downtown, and then split up. My dad and sisters went back to Golden Gate Park and saw some buffalos or something. Meanwhile, my mom and I went the historical route and toured the Mission Dolores and her Basilica.
|I took about 100 pictures here, but not any good ones of both the Mission and the Basilica. The original Mission is the smaller white building.|
Just kidding! I graduated, so I'm on permanent vacation until I can find a job! Commence teasing sister who has to wake up at 5:30 and begging people to hire me.