I absolutely cannot believe the difference six little ol' hours will make. Of course it all depends on what you fill that six hours with. One of my bestest friends in the world had to make a trip out here from Nebraska to bring her daughter's car to her. Her son in law is stationed in Monterey for two years. Well, ya know if you drive 1500 miles to get somewhere, another 70 makes no difference. So My friend and her husband called me and said they were going to be up my way to "have lunch". Can we join them? Well, since I had a little money left from what my dad gave me for Christmas, I decided that we could do that. My oldest daughter, her boyfriend and I met them in San Francisco and did the tourist thing with them. We walked around mainly, but we did have honest to goodness crab sandwiches, and went to Ghirardelli Square (which was closed, dammit) and then off to the Red & White Fleets tour of Alcatraz. That is a one hour boat ride to under the Golden Gate bridge and then around Alcatraz and back. We ended our day with Dreyer's Ice Cream cones and headed home. I feel so good now. I am exhausted,but so happy. I haven't seen this girlfriend in seven or so years.
We also encountered "The Bush Man". No, he is not a guy on the street singing the praises of our president. He has random cuttings from bushes that he hides behind and jumps out and scares tourists. This guy is a kick! I talked him into a couple of pictures with my daughter.