Today we embarked upon some fast paced city living. Enter, San Francisco. We began our day by purchasing an all day pass for all public transit and with that, Lloyd and I began our exploration of the Bay City by entering into the market in China Town.
San Francisco's China Town district is the oldest and largest Asian district in America. Countless shops, some with ancient Shinto temple decor while others were simply storefronts, selling everything from disposable cameras to Buddha busts and statues to fresh fruit to knick knacks.
We crossed a street at the end of China Town and found ourselves in the Italian district. Lunch was had at an authentic Italian deli called, Molinari's. Our Salame (spelled in the Italian fashion) were the best we've had on this trip so far, and believe me, we've consumed some sandwiches on this trip.
From there we hoofed it towards the world famous Fisherman's Wharf. It was what one would expect, actually very similar to Navy Pier in Chicago with the exception of a large Sea Lion population loitering the harbor. From our spot we we're able to catch a fairly decent view of Alcatraz. We continued through our tour , stopping at an old retired submarine, Maritime ship, and a museum of the history of coin operated games and puzzles.
We caught our first rail car ride over to Pier 1 where a Pirate festival was taking place. From there we ventured back over near China Town and up the world's steepest hill to the top of Coit Tower. I have to say, it's not really worth the effort. After looking around for a couple of minutes we walked down the word's longest staircase and boarded a bus to the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. Inside we beheld four floors oil paintings, sculptures, and exhibits from the thought provoking to the very odd to the obviously absurd. Picasso, Pollack, and Dali were all present as well as a photographic display by Lee Miller. Also intriguing was a Chinese art display of Mao sleeping in a sea of dinosaurs. In the cafe, I grabbed a chocolate chip cookie for some energy and hopped on another bus en route to the Golden Gate Bridge.
Lloyd and I were able to catch a bit of entertainment by a few frustrated locals who were unable to get off the bus at their desired stop. Many profanities and slurs were sent to the driver from the back of the bus over the heads of a bewildered German family. At the entrance to the bridge, Lloyd, myself and German family made our way to the center of one of America's most well known works of architecture. The mammoth orange cables and I-beams stretching across the tumultuous bay vibrated often as countless automobiles passed by. A few pictures here and there, a couple of bus changes later and Lloyd and I put the finishing touches on our day in San Francisco, courtesy of local favorite, Tommy's Joynt. Fresh carved roast beef, mashed potatoes, and over one hundred beers to choose from, Lloyd and I looked back on our day in San Francisco with great satisfaction.
Tomorrow we roll into Vegas. For myself, it will almost be like coming home.
From San Francisco,
Harvey
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