Welcome to The Rock

The problem with having so much to is that you have so little time left to write about it at the end of the day. That is why I am writing about Alcatraz now instead of yesterday as intended. I had somehow managed to completely miss the fact that there was a pub crawl planned for last night by the lovely people here at the hostel, so not wanting to let the team down, I went along. In the past two days I have been to Alcatraz island and Coit Tower, as well as walking a whole load more. I even have the blisters to prove it.

I think I found a solution to the problem though. I bought a pair of Crocs today and its like walking on air, they're ace.

see?

So anyway, Alcatraz, It was pretty cool. You get free range of the island although some areas are fenced off, you can look around at your own pace, which is good because there is loads to see. I think I was on the island for about 3 hours, the first hour of which was spent walking around humming the music from The Rock movie. I was really hoping that when the boat pulled up they would say 'Welcome to The Rock' in a really dramatic movie sounding way. They didn't. Pricks. Without wanting to spoil the tour for anyone interested in going (or bore anyone who doesn't care) I'll skip the full commentary. Here is me doing the tourist thing instead.

I even bought the authentic replica Alcatraz tin cup.

As I mentioned before, I went to Coit Tower today. It has the best views of the city and on a clear day like today you can see for miles. So I was kinda pissed off to find I left my camera battery charging in the hostel. Gaaay.

In other news my longest running room mate, Riccardo, has left today. He is a really friendly 26 year old farmer from Italy. He looks like Sacha Baron Cohen, wears really thin underpants that look like nappies, and puts an 'h' before any word beginning with a vowel. He is hace. He was a great room mate and I'll miss him but he has his adventure to finish too. He has spent the last couple of months going from city to city all over the US, impressive for a country boy who can barely speak English. Godspeed Riccardo.

As a final note I know you are dying to see the view from my window, so here is a pic I took earlier.


I have gone on long enough so I'll say goodbye for now. Until next time, may this guy watch over you while you sleep...