Over night the rain continued and the next day was intermittently sunny and wet. Once again we packed everyone into the car and Emma piloted us into San Francisco to catch the cable car from the centre of town to the Fisherman's Wharf. The terrain is amazing - hills so steep you hold your breath in case the car suddenly runs backward, then plunging down the other side like a cautious roller coaster. We wandered along the wharves, stopping to watch bakers making sour dough bread animals behind a large window. The head baker gave us bread turtles, which kept Nathaniel, Thomas and Eve happily occupied until we found the local sea lion colony basking on pontoons by the wharf. We had fish and chips overlooking the sea lions and ice cream on the wharf before hopping on the V-line street car to return to the city just as the rain came down again.
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