My father, Nelia and I went to San Francisco, California last August 9, 1990. We stayed at our cousin Boy's house in San Bernardino. We went around the city of San Francisco. We crossed the Golden Gate Bridge. It was very nice. There was fog under the bridge and above that we couldn't see through. We feel very cold. We also drove through the streets of San Francisco going up and down. It was a wonderful experience.
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