The first stop was downtown San Francisco . Uncle Philip drove us to San Francisco since it was not far from Fremont and in there we marveled the flourish of it. In Fremont , vistas were placid, while in San Francisco , streets were busy. Traffic and pedestrians sprawled, but the state was not in a turmoil.
Flower street was a quite renowned resort in San Francisco , although it was merely composed of some lovely houses, a winding path, and many flowers in riotous profusion. Walking down Flower Street made me feel delightful, and people from all sides of walk shared and savored the glamour.
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