Fisherman's Wharf

Angie and I wandered around the area down at the harbour and a centre for most of us tourists. We hadn't yet met up with boss Tino and German colleague Christian who had taken a car ride out of town to do some exploring in the country - geysers I seem to remember. They had flown in together from Munich.

The sight, sounds but especially the smell from the basking sea lions was very memorable and the odd fright the painted living "statues" gave passers by, amusing. Back then these performers were relatively new.