Went into San Francisco today. Saw some classic local flavor on the way into town. A car was parked in the left lane with its hazard lights on, and Lesley slowed down to see if they needed help. As we pulled alongside, we watched the drive light up something on a piece of tin foil in his lap and inhale the smoke through a clear glass tube. We did not ask if he needed help.

Drove to Twin Peaks but could not see anything through the fog. Then parked the car in a garage and walked through Chinatown to Fisherman’s Wharf.

Saw some sea lions and did a mirror maze, then hiked back up to Chinatown and had dim sum. Quick dip to Little Italy for espresso, then we saw Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. Pretty amazing.