We got up this morning and quickly planned our day around San Francisco. We checked out and found a parking garage then walked up the street to buy all day public transportation passes. We stopped at this one restaurant called the Hollywood Café for breakfast. Wow. None of us expected how amazing the food would be. Seriously, if you’re looking for a cheap breakfast in SF, check this place out. Anyway so we picked up our passes and began our journey by hopping on a cable car. We stopped in Chinatown and did some exploring. While it was a cool area, all the stores are pretty much exactly the same and they all sell the same lame stuff. No worries, though. We then deciphered the bus schedule and jumped on a bus to Haight and Ashbury. What an interesting district. If you’ve never been there, Haight and Ashbury is an area of SF that’s stuck in the 60’s, full of head shops, hippies, and homeless people. We walked into a few stores then went up to Golden Gate park, where we passed more hippies and vagrants, many of whom were toking up as we passed them. Not really my favorite area of town. Hippies bug me.
We decided to get on another bus to check out a place called the Cliff House. Unfortunately, we got on the wrong bus and ended up in some fancy neighborhood on the west side of town. We got off and waited for another bus. We made it to the Cliff House to find that the camera obscura there had closed hours ago. Boo. No worries, though. We climbed down to the beach and checked out a cool cave, then climbed back up and checked out some weird old concrete buildings that were all broken down and whatnot. We got to see the sun set over the water and once it got dark we got on once last bus. We had some issues figuring out connecting buses so we decided to make a huge walk to the cable car route. After waiting for a while, we got on a cable car and made it to the parking garage. We then headed to Berkeley where we stayed for the night.
A note about public transportation:
I’ve never really used a bus system on my own before, so I was pretty proud of my ability to (almost) successfully maneuver through the city. But let me tell you…you meet some pretty friggin interesting people on the buses. For example: at one point I felt a poke at my side to see a lovely little homeless man sitting 2 seats down from me. He then began to rant, telling me to never touch him again. He then said “you aren’t even that hot. You’re no Miss America you know.” And then proceeded to scold me for never serving in Iraq. He rambled about how he was a Vietnam vet then changed his mind and said he was an Iraq vet. I just ignored him and, needless to say, I was pretty relieved when he got off the bus.
We met some more interesting people on the last bus. When we got on the bus, it was almost completely empty. By the end of the ride, it was packed. Across from Fraser and I was an old lady who got really mad that we didn’t all get up when an elderly man had to sit down. She kept ranting to herself that there was a sign that said we needed to let elderly people sit down. After the guy had sat down in an empty seat next to us. She then got mad when we weren’t getting off the bus, and yelled at us to hurry up. The doors hadn’t opened yet. Crazy lady. Anyway, the old guy that sat down next to us was also mumbling to himself. God knows what he was saying.
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