The first Monday of our holiday was my 65th birthday : and it was also the day on which we visited the famous Haight-Ashbury district of the city. On that special day I was able to soak in a broth of love, peace and freedom, served amongst the bookshops, bars and second-hand clothes shops of that splendid district. We called for coffee at the Red Victorian and in the centre of each table was a glass jar filled with conversation topics supplied by previous visitors. We drank coffee, discussed random topics and left a few for future visitors. San Francisco isn't just about sights and tastes - it is about a way of life as well. I could happily return to that city by the bay - again and again and again.