We saw a sneaky red-masked man in our room. He may be the next Bandito to hit Sausalito.
It's all about the mini biking gloves.
H-Angry for food.
M-jack quesadillas and guac are going down easy.
Meticulous fondling of fish tacos by tiny hands.
After a mexican food-blast, we hit the jackpot of house boat piers.
Through the fog and out the other side. Central San Fran here we come...