...Race Day, part 2...

What Lombard looks like on google maps vs. real life.

When we woke up around 4pm, we headed back toward Union Square for an Italian meal, and then decided to ride a trolley to Lombard Street. Named the crookedest street, Lombard actually looks like this on Google maps, and they aren't joking. We took the Powell/Mason trolley to the base Lombard, and realized that we couldn't see much, so we started to walk up the hill, which a local told me later that evening, was the steepest hill in San Francisco. Yes, this was only a few hours after running a half marathon.

Needless to say, I made my way up slowly. Andy was way ahead of me, but I didn't mind. When we reached the swirly part of the street, it was lined with cars filled with tourists filming their decent down this landmark. It was pretty funny to watch. Several tourists asked me if I lived on the street as they slowly drove past. I would just smile and shake my head no.

When we reached the top of the hill, we took the Powell/Hyde trolley back to Fisherman's Wharf. After a few minutes of discussion, we decided that our time would be best spent riding the trolley. It's actually really quite fun, like a roller coaster ride, depending on your driver. One of the drivers would just hold let the car plummet down hills before slowly applying the breaks. I squealed more than once on that ride.

We bought some goodies at Ghirardelli Square, and then headed back to the hotel, delighted that we had stayed out past 9:30pm. It had been a big day, and we were ready to head home.

We were asleep within moments of our heads hitting the pillow...