Yesterday was our fourth day in San Francisco. We’d been doing a lot of walking around the city so far, getting used to the steep streets around Nob Hill where we rented an apartment for the week. At first, we had decided that yesterday would be a day of relaxation, just to give our legs a break, but the weather was so nice and sunny we instead chose to go walk down to the bay towards the Golden Gate Bridge.
The water out over the bay lay under a blanket of fog, and yachts skirted the edges as it slowly spread, eventually to recede as the sun finally burned it away. The breeze from the bay gave a welcome relief from the heat as we walked alongside this picturesque scene.
As we returned home later in the afternoon, we stopped at a café for refreshments on Fillmore Street, an area of the city that has a distinct seaside town feel to it. As we were sitting outside, people watching, a group of well dressed men and women came out of the building next door, some of whom were already on their cell phones talking excitedly about having just listened to a speech by the Canadian actor and comedian, Dan Aykroyd. We then saw Mr. Aykroyd leave the building and, as he went back and forth from the group of people to his limo, I managed to snap a picture of him with my phone camera.