Sometimes, it pays to arrive late.
San Francisco’s Pier 39, considered by many to be the city’s premier tourist trap, is usually teeming with both out-of-towners and locals. But we got there on a late night, famished after some poorly thought-out shopping and desperate for dinner. Some watering holes and family restaurants were still open but with most shops closed or about to close, the place was practically deserted.
We had no intention of buying anything and enjoyed just looking through shop windows at some gorgeous displays. I walked around and took lots of pictures — as anyone would, I think, who had been given access to a theme park after everyone else had gone home. 🙂
~ When you wish upon Zoltar… ~
~ Don’t mind me, I’m just here for the crumbs. ~
~ sssh, the horses are asleep ~
More of my ‘a-tourist-in-the-USA’ posts here. 🙂