I made a list of must-see sights in the big city then headed with butterflies in my stomach and sheer determination to “git-r-done”. My son and his girlfriend were gracious enough to join me and to guide me through the whole riding The Bart ordeal. I’ll admit, I was more than happy they were with me because I would have been throughly confused.
Finally, we made it to the city! It was just as amazing as I thought it would be. We made our way through all the buildings in the business district straight into Chinatown. It was like its own small city with shops and a bazillion Chinese restaurants. The colors all around were vibrant and festive but the smell was the best part. People on every street were handing out menus left and right urging us to eat in their place. The energy was unbelievable.
Next stop, we walked past all the piers along the port side until we came to Pier 39. Pier 39 and Fisherman’s Wharf were in a league of their own with tourists everywhere. Tons more restaurants, mostly seafood, as you would expect, were everywhere we turned. The street musicians on every street corner, drew in crowds of people, listening and taking photos. It was very cool.
Then, the real challenge, walking at least 6 blocks of sidewalk, which all seemed like 90 degree angles straight up, to reach Lombard Street. We made it, barely. After getting the famous shot of the country’s most winding road, we slowly but surely made our way back to the Bart station for the ride back home.
Although feet were hurting from walking 20 miles (slight exaggeration), the day was a huge success and San Francisco was all I imagined. A huge “thank you” shoutout to my ever patient tour guides, Joseph and Julie!
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Great sites you have seen!