It was bliss to have a proper night's sleep- the only problem was the bunk I was in was a bit squeaky, but that's nothing compared to snorers/ late night showers/ upright seats for a mere 7 hours on the greyhound (compared to semi-cama South American buses), and it was nice to have a free (self-made) pancake breakfast with coffee, served with maple syrup and a very smooth grape jam.
After packing our bags and putting them into the luggage storage, we headed to the bike rental place, and then once we'd got the bikes, turned back round to the hostel, as it was a lot colder than yesterday so we wanted our jumpers from the luggage storage. I'm not used to cycling on right side of the road in a city, so that was a bit scary (as the route back to the hostel wasn't on a cycle path).
Back on the right path again, we cycled passed the boat harbour, and piers, and round to where Golden Gate bridge is. Normally, cyclists go to Golden Gate Park before going to the bridge, but since the guy at reception said the fog was drawing in we thought it'd be better to go there first, but by the time we got there, there was a slight misting of fog, but it was still pretty cool. Instead of getting the $11 bus back, we just cycled back the other way (which was pretty easy, as it wasn't that long and straight, so I don't know why so many get the ferry back).
The park wasn't as compact as I had expected to be- I thought it was the sort of place you would walk through in about 20 minutes, but if you were to walk the length it would have taken ages. We saw the bison's in the paddock, and really struggled to keep cycling on to the museum, where we thought there might be a cafe, as we were desperate for a sit down and drink. There was a sign before that though for refreshments, so we went up there and got something to nibble.
The only thing that encouraged us to get up from the cafe was that there was a Ben and Jerry's on the way back to the cycle shop. I had the peanut butter and banana Greek yoghurt flavour again, but I'm eyeing up the tubs of chubby hubby (Vanilla malt ice cream, with peanut butter fudge covered pretzels with fudge and peanut buttery swirls) and what a cluster (peanut butter ice cream with caramel clusters, marshmallow, and peanut buttery swirls).
Once we'd handed back the bikes, I wanted to go to H&M to see if they had any cheap purses, but they didn't have a very good selection, ad Alice was the one who ended up buying things!
We went back to the hostel, ate some dinner, and then collected our bags and made our way to the airport, where we stayed the night in preparation for our early morning night flight. We went via seven 11, which we had visited earlier, as I wanted one of the cocoa's, which you could top with cinnamon and mini marshmallows. It was so cold, that it was nice and warming to drink a hot drink.