|Oh, geez, San Francisco! I forgot!
||[Dec. 9th, 2008|01:33 am]
Karlos the Jackal
And all of you on tenterhooks!|
Well, here's the wrap-up:
The evening of Day 4 (Sept. 6) we went to an Indian restaurant with Nicole and Mick which was, to be honest, not particularly good. (Also, they were the second place in San Francisco that didn't take credit cards! What!) We then went to City Lights, the bookstore founded by Lawrence Ferlinghetti. Sue bought a copy of Howl because he felt that she should, and I picked up a Phil Spector biography.
Then we went to a little cafe for dessert. I neglected to write down what I had but it was very good -- possibly a chocolate torte? Or something similar.
I think the thing that would annoy me the most if I lived in San Francisco is transportation. Public transportation was very slow and very crowded -- our experience, of course, was very limited (and in the tourist-heavy Wharf area), but our local guides did not have kind things to say about it either. But if you own a car, you might drive (say) 20 minutes to your destination, and then you spend at least another 20 minutes driving in an outward spiral looking for a place to park.
(It makes me crabby when people complain about having difficulty parking downtown -- "well, the Parkade is free after five," I offer, and they stare at me and finally blurt, "that's, like, a block and a half away!" Or best of all, the woman to whom I pointed out the drop-off/pickup window in the one-way alley -- "but I don't come from that direction!")
Day Five was only a half-day, which we began by poking around Japantown for a little bit. We then met Nicole and Nicole's taciturn daughter Julianna, and went for lunch at a Mexican hole-in-the-wall in Nicole's Inner Sunset neighborhood. We also stopped by the nearby Le Video, San Francisco's Scarecrow, and took a look around.
Then we came back home.