No update for weeks? Sorry about that! TWT’s been traveling and yes, I’m still out—blogging in Midpines, CA in this beautiful youth hostel called Yosemite Bug. Prior to this I spent about five days in San Francisco for a PR conference, walking around town during my spare time. The timing couldn’t be any better—the Warriors defeated the Cavs at Game 6 and took home the championship; so, in the evening of July 16, people were screaming and blowing their horns at Powell Street chanting Waaaaaarrrriors. A friend of mine commented that we’re still lucky not see any burning car.
Haha! Here are a few snapshots of the city. I haven’t gone around that much, honestly (read: yet to visit Castro, which is like the LGBT home court, but we’ll get to that). So here we go!
I took the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) train from the airport and got down at Powell St.–centrally located, very near the city’s most popular attractions like Union Square and Moscone Convention Center. This is also where you’d find the old cable car lines (Powell-Mason and Powell-Hyde) that run all the way up to the Wharf.
Lots of tourists take the Cable Car every day so I opted to walk on the way to Pier 39. Goodness, being a visitor here requires a lot of cardio. The city is quite small at 7 x 7 miles, hilly, lots of ups and downs, picturesque, and most importantly home to less than 1-million people of various ethnicity.
Along Market St. on the way to the Embarcadero, you’d see a lot of rainbow flags–waving, as if to say “Hiiiii, welcome to gay cityyyy!” I felt so at home. Haha!
Still along Market Street–all that gayness.
One night I got a little tipsy after downing three pints at Pier 23 and ended up lost somewhere near the Transamerica Pyramid. Even at night the walk was scenic. The only drawback is that AccuWeather told me it was going to be a steady 17 to 21 degrees, which turned out to be 12. I was freezing half the time. Haha!
Along the way, I realized how dedicated this city is to art.
No doubt about it. And I wondered how long before we achieve this in Manila.
Now about the Embarcadero (“the place to embark”)–this is a long stretch from the North Beach up to the AT&T Park. Just walk it. Try out the Market Cafe by the ferry building and have a beer with the Bay Bridge in sight. The experience is rather touristy but as you know, anywhere near the beach is home to TWT. 🙂
Pier 39 is where you gorge yourself with seafood. They come cheap at 12 to 30 dollars. For two nights I had dinner here and thought I’d probably shit live oysters the morning after.
Then you have the sea lions. They’re smelly, noisy, but they’re so cute. I wonder why they’re called sea lions and not sea dogs.
From the public areas around here, you will see Alcatraz. Most of the ferries that offer cruises to the island are docked at the Wharf. I didn’t go for the trip though; instead I played in the arcade that housed all the old, and odd machines from as far back as the 1950. It’s cheap entertainment at about a quarter a play. Suited me pretty well. Haha.
For my first five days I stayed in Marriott Marquis along Mission St. and HI – San Francisco International along Ellis St. Perhaps, I would blog separately about Hosteling International because so far my stay has been pretty cheap and awesome at $40 a night. That’s about it. Tomorrow, I go to Yosemite–combination of the Four Mile and Panorama Trails for a total of 22 kilometers all in a day’s hike. Wish me luck. 🙂
To cap this post off, let me give you a photo of happy people inside the Golden Gate Tap Room right after Stephen Curry threw the ball up in the last few seconds of Game 6.