A disgruntled resident complained on social media yesterday, “I did not move here, at San Francisco prices, to endure unheard of temperatures of 3 degrees Celsius!” Quite! I could say the same for Long Beach, where, whatever time of year I had visited previously, it was always overly hot. I am given to conclude that the Polar Vortex which dropped down on the U.S. recently has impacted significantly, even in areas I would consider as sub tropical.
Late in the morning, I enquired of the hotel concierge, my best options for a day in San Francisco. He suggested the hop on, hop off bus which departs from opposite the hotel every 15-20 minutes and takes just over 2 hours to do an acceptable round trip. Good idea even if I have to dress up as if for a polar expedition! I had hoped my winter attire would have long since been consigned to the far reaches of my large suitcase until required for the last few days of this tour. My breakfast of oatmeal and fruit platter came to $27.65 Then came tax and “compulsory” gratuity. Just yards from me, large numbers of homeless, have, I read, been moved on by the police. Something is very unfair here. I Googled the price range per night of the lovely hotel where I am staying. If you are curious, Google the Nikko Hotel, a wonderful place to rest, refurbished to something beyond the 21st Century. When it comes to modern technology, I am worse than dyslexic. (But, I’m learning slowly).
Now, to venture out into San Francisco and revisit the sights which enthralled me when my hair wasn’t grey and almost non existent! (1991)
All the best; thanks for reading,
David.
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