20/1/07 - Day 24
An early start back to my hotel, to pack and to take some more photos. Here are a few:
California Street, with the Golden Gate Bridge in the background
One of the cablecars in California Street
An interesting contrast of architectural styles walking down Taylor Street
Time to load the bus, and yet another cranky busdriver who thinks we have too much luggage! He had dreadful trouble lining the doors of the undercarriage up so that they didn't hit the street signs, and his backwards-forwards culminated in the bus letting loose and belching a big cloud of acrid smoke from somewhere underneath. Now we had a cranky bus and an even crankier bus driver!
However, the bus still went, and we made it to the airport well in time to catch our flight to Los Angeles.
Some scenes from along the way:
Freeway
Housing estate beside freeway (yes, that is smog in the background)
Our flight to Los Angeles
We disembarked (yet again - I hate planes now), and were collected by a coach. We drove around and around and around, our driver seemingly lost in all the palmed avenues. We got to our hotel eventually...thank goodness. Checkin was dead simple, and we had an hour to get ourselves ready before catching taxis to St Thomas' for our rehearsal for the following day's services. Dinner was had afterwards, at a sort-of steakhouse. I caught a taxi back to the hotel with Neil, Owen and David. Time for bed, as I was absolutely stuffed after the days events.
California Street, with the Golden Gate Bridge in the background
One of the cablecars in California Street
An interesting contrast of architectural styles walking down Taylor Street
Time to load the bus, and yet another cranky busdriver who thinks we have too much luggage! He had dreadful trouble lining the doors of the undercarriage up so that they didn't hit the street signs, and his backwards-forwards culminated in the bus letting loose and belching a big cloud of acrid smoke from somewhere underneath. Now we had a cranky bus and an even crankier bus driver!
However, the bus still went, and we made it to the airport well in time to catch our flight to Los Angeles.
Some scenes from along the way:
Freeway
Housing estate beside freeway (yes, that is smog in the background)
Our flight to Los Angeles
We disembarked (yet again - I hate planes now), and were collected by a coach. We drove around and around and around, our driver seemingly lost in all the palmed avenues. We got to our hotel eventually...thank goodness. Checkin was dead simple, and we had an hour to get ourselves ready before catching taxis to St Thomas' for our rehearsal for the following day's services. Dinner was had afterwards, at a sort-of steakhouse. I caught a taxi back to the hotel with Neil, Owen and David. Time for bed, as I was absolutely stuffed after the days events.
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