six o'clock P.M
Passepartout , in his joy on reaching at last the American continent , thought he would show it by executing a perilous vault in fine style ; but , tumbling upon some worm-eaten planks , he fell through them . Put out of countenance by the manner in which he thus `` set foot '' upon the New World , he uttered a loud cry . This so frightened the innumerable cormorants and pelicans that are always perched upon these movable quays , that they flew noisily away . Mr. Fogg , on reaching shore , proceeded to find out at what hour the first train left for New York , and learned that this was at six o'clock P.M. . He had , therefore , an entire day to spend in the Californian city . Taking a carriage for three dollars , he and Aouda entered it , while Passepartout mounted the box beside the driver , and they set out for the International Hotel . From his exalted position Passepartout observed with much curiosity the wide streets , the low , evenly ranged houses , the Anglo-Saxon Gothic churches , the great docks , the palatial wooden and brick warehouses , the numerous conveyances , omnibuses , horse-cars , and upon the side-walks , not only Americans and Europeans , but Chinese and Indians .