Holiday Wardrobe: San Francisco Sightseein' #2

Another glorious day in San Francisco (!!)

It would be a bit mad to go to San Francisco and not make a trip to the Golden Gate Bridge, so on day three in San Fran we decided to take a cab over to the bridge.

It really is quite wonderful- well, as wonderful as a bridge can be- and I only wish that the weather had been better. In order to work off our (slightly gross) breakfast*, we walked across the windy bridge and took a number of cheesy tourist-y pictures.

As we waited for the sun to break through the clouds, we popped to The Legion of Honor gallery to view Impressionists on the Water. I have always been an admirer of impressionism, particularly the work of Claude Monet and Van Gogh, and this exhibition consisted of images depicting scenes by the water. Highlights include Monet’s watercolours in sherbet pastels and Renoir’s depictions of calm, glassy lakes.

We then ventured to the glorious Golden Gate Park. Golden Gate Park offers a number of attractions, and our first stop was the charming Japanese tea garden- the highlight of San Francisco for me.

We had a bit of lunch in the De Young cafĂ©- a great spot for a lighter lunch- and in the afternoon my parents went off to the botanical gardens while my younger sister and I went to the California Academy of Sciences… It sounds dorky, but it was seriously enjoyable!

With an aquarium, an indoor rainforest and an earthquake simulator, it really was lots of fun. Educational too, folks.

For this relaxed day of exploring the city, I wore my favourite Zara floral pants (they are from last S/S, but my favourite pair this year are here and this Mary Katrantzou-esque style), a simple fine-knit sweater and my Dune studded sandals. Unfortunately, due to the initial cold, most of my day was spent swamped in this H&M hoody.

Finally, though, the sun put its hat on and I was able to get right back into Summer mode for dinner at hidden gem Kabuto. Super sashimi o’clock!

** To name and shame, we had breakfast at David's Delicatessen just down the road from us on Geary Street. I played it safe with porridge, but what I received was a gelatinous oatcake. It must be jelly, ‘cause oatmeal don’t shake like that. 
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