Golden Gate Bridge

We got to the San Francisco Bay early in the morning. I was hoping to have gotten  up earlier and observe the bridge from a distance.

My Dad went out to out the balcony. There was quite a lot of fog and very cloudy.  He looked toward the front of the ship and then to the back.

"Where is the bridge?" He wondered aloud.

I had the hunch to look up. "Is that it?"

This picture was actually taken as we were leaving and it was much clearer than our arrival.