As you can see, this is a picture of one of the best burger joints on the West Coast, In'N'Out. Unfortunately, because this was a family trip, we had to eat where it was consensus for everyone (mainly the older generation). And that part was fine because we mostly ate good food (and I didn't have to pay for it he he he). Although, my clandestinely cool brother saw an In'N'Out joint near the airport on the day we left and we made a quick stop and ate while waiting for the plane. I don't know if it was because we had such high expectations, but the burgers and fries were so-so. I would actually prefer Fuddruckers.
We didn't get to go on the Golden Gate, but we did get to take awesome pictures. The picture tells you of the weather down there. It was quite dreary the whole trip. Our flight to San Fran was so early in the morning that I didn't pack everything that I needed (which included a thick jacket! and my glasses... I had to wear my contacts the entire trip).
Wherever you went at the Fisherman's Wharf, you can smell the faint aroma of sourdough bread from Boudin Bakery. We didn't eat inside, but the bread characters that they created were so cute.

















