My last couple of days in SF, we went down to the Wharf. It was a pretty cold, miserable day, and I was falling ill, but I loved it. We went into Boudin for some grub, and honestly, I don’t know why the US bothers exporting McD’s when there’s gems like Boudin available. I want to eat Boudin sourdough sandwiches and soups every day for the rest of time. That gorgeous middle picture is from the walk back to my mate’s house from the mall in Marin, and I just couldn’t help snapping away at the beautiful views. The next day, I was on a flight to LA.