The Golden Gate
Words by Mirko Nicholson
Driving through the near vertical streets of San Fransisco was a challenging experience in itself. Finding a reasonably priced parking space for our rented Chevrolet took the best part of an hour. Finally we ditched the car in a concrete multi storey car park just off one of the main shopping streets and set off on foot in search of the Golden Gate Bridge. Climbing up and down the steep streets of San Fransisco our only objective was to catch a glimpse of this iconic structure. Finally we caught sight of a vast bridge in the distance, however to our disappointment this was Oakland Bay Bridge. As we continued winding our way through the city streets it wasn't long before we had decided that this was our favourite city on the west coast. San Francisco, known for its cool summers, mystifying fog, steep rolling hills, eclectic mix of architecture, and beautiful landmarks definitely didn't disappoint. Eventually we arrived at the harbour front and saw her silhouette in the distance, a towering skyline, a magnificent gateway suspended endlessly over the Pacific Ocean.