Ah yes, that thing I hate so much about hotels, the connecting room. Early in the morning, it sounded like we were basically sharing the room with some other family. Probably wouldn’t have been too bad as it was about the time we’d originally planned on waking up, if we hadn’t gotten in so late. Seemed kinda odd to have been placed in a connecting room with the other room occupied, since I thought in general that most hotels avoided that unless they were fairly full, and the hotel definitely didn’t have the impression of being very full. When I asked at the front desk, they said it’d probably been assigned because the views from those rooms were considered to be fairly good. The did offer to move us, but we decided it wasn’t really worth it, because we were only there one more night, and would be leaving early the next morning. I will say this, they did make an effort to make us feel better about the situation, ultimately lowering the room rate, and comping the parking fee (and quite honestly, I didn’t push for anything, I just wanted them to know that I felt it was an odd practice to put people in connecting rooms like that unless they had to). Oh, and I think they may have moved the people in the room next to us too. (I did feel a little bad also about the people in that room, because I’m sure they weren’t real thrilled with us when we came in at 1 AM the previous night.
Spent the day wandering around San Francisco. Since we had the car through about 2PM, we visited places it would be easier to get to with it early. Went to the Golden Gate Bridge and walked partway across it. 
Then drove over, and drove around the Marin Headlands for a little while, found an entertaining one lane road at one point. Then went back and stopped by the fort under the bridge to take some photos, but didn’t go in because we were pressed for time. Then hit Alamo Square, and drove down Lombard Street. I ended up having to circle around several times at the bottom so Cathy could get out and take some pictures (couldn’t find any parking). After that, it was time to turn the car in and try to find something to eat. After wandering around some, decided to eat at the Boudin Bakery. Wandered around the Pier area, taking pictures of the Whaling 
Walls and the seals. Walked down to the Ghiradelli Square area, and ultimately ended up getting in line for the cable cars since Cathy definitely wanted to do that. Stood in line for a long time, and at one point there was a fair period of time when no cable cars came at all. Overhearing the workers there, it kinda sounded like they’d broken a cable. Eventually it resumed, and we were able to get on and ride the length of the line.
At the end of the line along Market Street is really where the crowds seemed to be congregating. Too many people for a smaller town type of guy like me. Ate dinner, then looked to catch the F train back around to the hotel area. Not sure what was going on that night, but although they were supposed to be every 10 to 15 minutes, it was more along the lines of an hour before we finally got one of those trains. Thankfully it wasn’t too full, so we were able to get on.
