Proper sunset

Using the Waymo to get to the wharf was worthwhile, because it got me there before the sun had finished setting.

This is a view of the Golden Gate Bridge, taking from Pier 39, when the sky was at its reddest.

It does look very red in the photo, but it was really that colour.

There are so many good viewpoints, that you can find a clear spot for photos, although it was quite windy which made it chilly, even with my coat on. 

As night fell, the seals were swimming around in the water and the sealions were being quite noisy.  By this time, it was getting quite tricky to see them, though.

I didn't eat anything at the pier tonight, as I'd only just had my dinner.  I tried a crepe a few days ago and that was quite nice, although I wish they'd supply a knife and not just a fork, because it was awkward trying to cut it with a side of a fork.  Perhaps you're supposed to use your hands.

After a while, I decided to get the cable car back to my hotel to pick up my baggage and head to the airport.

At the cable car stop, I met some German tourists who were trying to work out the ticket machine and asked me for help.

It's not surprising, because I found it hard to operate the ticket machine too - I never buy single cable car tickets, as I  always buy a Muni passport instead ($47 for a week, for as many rides on buses, trains, streetcards or cable cars as you want, compared to $9 for a single trip on a cable car!)

Only the lady really spoke much English at all, so they were in luck, as I was able to speak with them in German to explain it, for which they were very grateful, and they told me they were flying home tomorrow and that they'd enjoyed their time in San Francisco, but wanted to ride the cable car before leaving.

The trip to airport took about half an hour, so I was at the airport in plenty of time, although I've never been on a BART that went backwards - as we got to the junction for the airport, it seems that we were on the wrong track and had to reverse a bit to let the ongoing train switch to the other track - since it was on an incline, it felt like the driver had just left the brake off to let us drift backwards for a bit! 

There weren't many more flights due to leave after mine, so the airport was less busy than usual.

We took off over San Francisco, and then turned east for the overnight trip to New York.