In San Francisco we were picked up by Guri’s sister and her sisters boyfriend. We were told that the great weather just had arrived as well and that the famous San Fran fog, called Karl, hadn’t shown up to greet us. (Maybe next time Karl?). And from here on, my dear reader, begins a food adventure you must yourself embark upon.
We had the world best tacos at Tacolicious (http://tacolicioussf.com) - kudos to the chefs for only serving sustainable fish. We had icecreams from heaven at Smitten (http://www.yelp.no/biz/smitten-ice-cream-san-francisco). And let me just say that shopping for beer in Norway at the grocery store has become a laughing matter. We had a great time eating raw Oysters at a secluded (and I’m sorry to say secret) place. And before heading into the Redwood forests we ate at Plow - I’ll remember those pancakes for ever. http://www.eatatplow.com/
Thank you so much Marte and Van for showing us such a great time, we forgive you for trying to kill us in that hill - it was all worth it!
We left The Beaver State (nickname for Oregon) and Eugene in a long aluminum tank (Yay, Amtrak!) on a sunny Saturday afternoon. Eugene sent us on our way with a hangover (I’ll surely will remember for ever) and a great vegan lunch in our stomachs. We were heading for the Bear State and the great city of San Francisco. This meant a 15 hour ride trough dense evergreen forests (I think it was pine - looked like pine, tall as hell), darkness, sunrise, wetlands, salt refineries, ghost towns (people had to leave their homes when the wetlands were claimed by the state) and fields of berries and artichoke. Did you know Marilyn Monroe won the title “Miss California Artichoke Queen” in 1947?
The train engineer, which also served as a great guide, told us about it all. We arrived in sunny San Francisco the next morning, a little wiser.