Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts

Monday, July 14, 2014

San Francisco: Part II

It took me 30 years to get to San Francisco, but in the last 6 months, I have been there twice.  The second time was much better because in February, it rained the entire weekend.  If the theme of last trip was, "You know, this would be really nice...if it weren't raining.", the theme this time was, "You know, this would be really nice...if I weren't working."  I was in Opower's San Francisco Office to do some third quarter planning with my team and, though I didn't have a lot of free time, it was still an interesting trip.

In keeping with the company's expense policy, I stayed at the historic Hotel Whitcomb, whose hallways were reminiscent of The Shining and the walk to/from work took us right along the edge of the Tenderloin, a rather shady part of town.

The first night, right before I collapsed into bed at 8:30pm PST, I toured San Francisco City Hall.  It's quite nice, but you have to walk by nearly 100 homeless people settling down for the night on the greens outside.

7-8-14 - Note the sign.  I was not allowed to play on the playground without my children.
City Hall



The second night, I took the BART train to Embarcadero and wandered around the Port of San Francisco Ferry Building.  That was neat, and I quickly spent a small fortune on three organic-local-artisan pieces of chocolate for Nathan and Alison, and then walked along the water for a bit.
Bay Bridge
Coit Tower
I was really happy to see my friend, Jossie, for lunch the next day, but wish I'd had time to do more.    Next time I think I'll bring the family and take some vacation.  Oh, and I'll also make sure that it's not raining.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

San Francisco

Last month Sara, Marie, Amanda, and I met up on what has become our yearly girls' getaway.  This year we went to San Francisco.  California had been having a drought, which meant perfect weather for weeks on end...until we arrived.  It downpoured the entire time we were there, but the trip was still fantastic.   

Day 1:  We all met in Denver and got to navigate the BART subway system which is filled with happy, inventive homeless people (one had fashioned a chair out of a cardboard box and duct tape) and hipsters.  We didn't quite fit in and the BART makes a horrible noise like it's about to tear itself apart as it re-enters the atmosphere.

Day 2:  We bought a cable car pass and rode to Coit Tower to have breakfast at Mama's, only to find the line for the restaurant, which might have had six tables total, was halfway down the block.


We quickly abandoned that plan, rode to Fisherman's Wharf and ate breakfast at Hollywood Cafe.  It had such good food and the world's largest fruit bowl as a side dish with everything imaginable and, in true California style, it was all sustainably grown.  This is the moment I realized that I live on the wrong coast.

Because it was raining, we decided to wait it out at the Cable Car Museum, which is the workshop where they run all the cables for all the cable cars.  It was unexpectedly very cool.


Still raining.  So we headed to Ghirardelli Square, thinking we could probably kill hours in the shops.  I do so love a shop that offers you a square of chocolate EVERY time you enter the door!

Marie, Sara, and Amanda not staying dry.


Next stop was the Boudin Sourdough Bread Factory for a tour.


There were two things I wanted to do before we came 1) See the Golden Gate Bridge and 2) See some wild sea lions.  I SORT OF took care of both.  I could just BARELY see the bridge....



....and these sea lions are KIND OF wild, I guess.


Friday night we took the sunset cruise to Alcatraz.  We couldn't see the sun, but we did get to see the hospital wing, which is normally not open to the public and doesn't have electricity.

Escape to Alcatraz





San Francisco from Alcatraz (I'm sure this is normally a lovely view.)


Day 3: We gave up all hope of seeing the sun and decided to rent a car and leave the city.  On our way to Big Basin Redwoods State Park, we stopped at an In-N-Out Burger and tasted their soggy cardboard fries.  I had never seen a redwood before and this was an amazing deviation from our original plan of staying in the city.  However, like everything else on our trip, the rain made it tough to do things like look straight up to see the tops of the trees.



Amanda, the Treehugger
A fallen tree goes allll the way down past a tiny Sara.

Redwoods make Marie look especially tiny!


We drove back along the coast and, through the fog, could see patches of the famous rugged coastline.  The farms that line the road are all organic.  I love them.



We ended the trip at Church Chow with our friends Jossie and Brian.  I forgot to get a picture, so I guess that means that we'll have to go back soon to get one!

It's been really hard for me to figure out how to describe San Francisco.  It's not beautiful, but it's not ugly.  It's not somewhere I'd want to live, but it was fun to visit.  The architecture of each little city block is so varied and interesting.  The cable cars are novel and fun.  Plus, you can't beat a place with "wild" sea lions.  I'd go back, but maybe next time I'll go when it's sunny.