So there’s a hole in this street near our hotel. We noticed the hole and did a massive double take on our first day but I didn’t remember to snap a photo of it until today. This is actually two streets but I still can’t figure out how the top street doesn’t collapse onto the one beneath it.
Today’s itinerary also had lots of holes in it. Originally we wanted to go to Muir Woods across the bay to see the Redwood Trees and planned to take the shuttle that runs there from downtown. Sadly, we realized too late that the shuttle only runs on weekends and somehow, it seems that no other public transportation goes there. No problem – we’d still have plenty to do by visiting some museums in the morning (the Museum of Modern Art, the Cartoon Museum, and the Craft and Folk Art Museum), some neighborhoods in the afternoon, and then taking a trolly tour of the city. Upon arriving at the museum district we realized that Wednesday is the day all the museums are closed. Again, bad planning on our part. So we spent the day wandering the streets of some of San Francisco’s neighborhoods.
First up, the Castro – widely considered the world’s best known gay neighborhood (according to my guide book). We had a nice, peaceful walk and went to some fun shops, but there wasn’t much going on on a Wednesday morning, so we didn’t stay long. We checked out the Castro Theater – which is a historic movie palace that shows old and classic movies (they’re hosting a silent film festival in July) and we enjoyed walking among some cool old houses.
Next, we walked over to the Mission District, a neighborhood which is about 50% Latino. We decided to get lunch at one of the Mexican restaurants here. The restaurant we chose had soccer playing on the television, had only one waiter who was rushing around superhumanly, and was covered in memorabilia that looked like it had been lovingly collected over many years by the owner. Randy got a burrito and I got a quesadilla. Both were scrumptious.
We sat by the window and guzzled Diet Cokes, hot and thirsty from our walk. As we waited for our food, I saw what I think is my new favorite car ever.
After lunch we hopped on a crowded bus and went to Japantown, a district we didn’t plan to spend much time in as our guide book downplayed its appeal. We are sorry we didn’t go earlier to eat lunch there at one of the many adorable restaurants and spend more time cruising through the shops. Our guide book was right about most things but it got Naan-n-Curry and Japantown all wrong.
Note: This is not my picture of Japantown – I was so tired by the time we got there that I forgot to even get out my camera.
Next, onto the trolley tour of the city included in our Go Card! Oh, ooops. That’s right. The last tour of the day left 10 minutes before we arrived at the depot. Well, darn. Hmmm. What to do now? Oh! We haven’t gone to Lombard Street, the “crookedest street in the America” yet. Lets take a cable car to Lombard Street! It will save the evening!
After a half hour of standing in the cold, brisk wind at the cable car stop with at least a half hour’s wait still to come and our dinner reservations looming, we scrapped this plan too, and found a bus to take us to The Stinking Rose a half hour early. Luckily, they had room to seat us immediately, and we were glad for the warmth and the rest. The atmosphere was fun, but the food was nothing special. Still, it was a nice end cap for the last night of our trip.