To wander gull-flocked piers and hairpin alleyways is to discover another part of The Fern House story.  A morning of fog can mean a Summer day at Dolores Park or a mid week stroll through the Musée Mécanique. 

By lunchtime, we'll want coffee and salad at the DeYoung, and with whatever exhibitions they're showing, we'll perfume ourselves with notes of Bulgarian Rose and Musk to compliment the sea salt left in our hair.

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