Through San Francisco in torn jeans - or the longest Friday ever

Friday, October 7, 2016 - 8:03 PM in a bar at Pier 39 (San Francisco):

Two completely exhausted Germans sit at the bar and hold on to their Margherita glasses to avoid falling asleep.

After 27 hours of travel, you're allowed to do that :)

But let's start from the beginning.

Friday morning at 3:30 AM, the night was over for us. At 4:30 AM, the pre-ordered taxi was supposed to take us to the airport.

SHOULD... We were, of course, forgotten :(

At the airport, things were unfortunately a bit hectic. Therefore, we had little time to explore the Frankfurt transit area. It was completely different in London. Here we had more than enough time with over two hours of transit time.

Yes...we had time - only the desire slowly disappeared.

We had plenty of time on the 10-hour flight to San Francisco. We passed the time with eating, watching movies, playing Battleship, and taking pictures.

At least you have something from the latter ☺

The immigration process was quite uncomplicated, and our rental car survived its first test drive without incident. More on that tomorrow.

We spent the remaining hours of the day at the famous Fisherman's Wharf with a view of the Golden Gate Bridge and dozens of sleeping seals 😍

Yes, sleep is a good keyword!

We wish you a good night and see you tomorrow 😪