San Francisco The blue skies and winding streets welcome me to the city of San Francisco. I buy hot chocolate that's too hot to drink at first and give the change to my younger siblings who use it to start a collection of pressed pennies from the machine near by. The tiny Golden Gate Bridge engraved onto the front of the penny doesn't do the actual structure an ounce of justice. The distinct smell of ocean water and freshly baked bread fills my nose as I maneuver my way