My father was super stressed out, thinking of not making it, making plan Bâs and Câs, but I was just chilled and whatever comes, comes anyways. That was my thinking. And so we rushed on the highway, were lucky with the traffic and with only a stop at Subways (yes, the typical American experience â but did you know they have Wraps there too?), we made it! Yeah, we made it right on time for the hotel, or called Inn, which is like a motel where you park the car down and right next to the street, super cheap, but the cheapest and free parking in San Francisco, which is not easy at all!


















