one from SF

every time we tried to make it to the Golden Gate Bridge, we just didn't.  We'd stop to eat or find something else or just be plum tuckered out for the day.  Our last night in SF we made our way over just in time to see the bridge disappear in a fog.  We snapped a few photos, attempted to walk across it but both gave up (in fear we'd be blown away) and caught the bus to China town where we had the most amazing chicken-less orange chicken in all the land.