Fisherman's Wharf is down by the piers and has tons of people, shops, and restaurants. As we walked down we stumbled upon a Wax Museum but Bre was frightened to go in because they just looked so real.
(Jim took Bre and Jake to this Wax Museum during the 1996 San Francisco trip. That was the day 5 year old Jake lost all respect for his sister. A few minutes after paying the admission fee, Bre started freaking out and they left through an Emergency Exit which further freaked Bre out. Outside she said, "Dad didn't they scare you too?")
We grabbed a good seafood dinner at Pompei's Grotto.
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