I had dinner booked for 7pm at the Chart House, which is right at the end of Pier 39. After the long delay getting back to the hotel after the game, I didn't have long to get ready to go out again, but fortunately, a streetcar was due just when I needed it and although it takes half an hour to get there, it does drop you off at Pier 39.After worrying that I might not make it in time, I was 30 minutes early, so I was able to wander around the pier and take some photos of the seals settling in for the night, as the sun went down.
I do not understand how restaurants can accept reservations and then, when I turn up on time, tell me I'm going to have to wait 15 minutes for my table to be ready. It didn't really seem all that busy, either.However, I had a fabulous table, right in the corner of the restaurant, so I could see out all across the bay from the Golden Gate Bridge in the West, to Alcatraz Island, which sits in the middle of the bay, and also further east across to Tiburon.
Dinner seemed to take a very long time, as I didn't leave to well after 9pm in the end, for a 2-course meal! As the sun went down, I had plenty of time to take some pictures - the lights from inside the restaurant reflecting in the window here, as the sky turns dark blue.On the up side, Chart House is also owned by Landry's - so my loyalty card could accrue more points, and even better, I got another $9 off a dessert, just like at McCormick & Kuleto's earlier in the week.

After dinner, I didn't hurry back. I decided to catch the bus along to the cable car terminal. Whilst I was waiting a man ran past and shortly afterwards a police officer ran past asking where the first man went - he found him in the bushes by the car park and then 4 police cars turned up - it was just like the Sweeney, really - they zoomed along the road, sirens wailing and screeched to a halt, in the middle of the road, blocking the road, and the drivers jumped out to go and help the officer who had detained the man.
In the end, they unblocked the road and the bus was able to get through and I went along to Hyde St to wait for the cable car to come past, for one final ride of my holiday. It duly arrived, with Ignacio driving it, and a lot of Italian tourists were on-board. The drivers don't ring the bell so much in the late evenings, but the noise generated by the people and the driver were just as loud. They were all very friendly - the driver asked my name and where I came from. I've never known a driver to be so animated. It was a really fun trip back.So now I'm trying to work out how to pack everything into my bags, given that I have so much more than I came with, primarily thanks to the Star Wars giveaway today!


















