Arrived in San Francisco after a long ass journey, seriously our buns have not recovered, only to be grilled by the nice people at U.S. Customs, when we said Drug Dealers for job description lets face it they were not impressed, even if it was only anadin. Took the BART train into San Fran centre and made our way to our Hostel, a perilous journey through the red light district which, although it had a few nice views, was ultimately disappointing :). The smiley face has a zit, but ignore that. We took a mini tour of the area before retiring to an early night after no sleep for 24 hours.