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November 13, 2009
4.13: San Francisco, Day 2
The downside of our beautiful hotel room? I think the windows are made from waxed paper, and it's right next to the end of the line for the cable car. All evening and early this morning, the bells were clanging RIGHT NEXT TO MY HEAD. I could hear everything that went on on the street below as though it were happening in the middle of our bed.
I could hear it over Rex's snoring.
We had breakfast at a satellite of Boudin Bakery near our hotel, where an old guy sitting at the table next to us talked our ears off, but gave us some tips on cable car passes and some things to see. When he finally let us go, we headed to the end of the cable car line and waited (and waited) to get on a car. Each of the rides we took were fun and full of wonderfully talkative people.
We spent a half of our day wandering around Fisherman's Wharf, watching them make bread at Boudin, eating chocolate truffles and checking out the (stinky) raft of sea lions. I took a ton of picture of Alcatraz sitting like a jewel on top of the fog. Rex called a friend from work, and he took a few pictures of us on the Pier 39 web cam. We wandered back toward the land end of the pier, looking for the place that had smelled so delicious until the sea lion smell took over. We shared a yummy crepe, fed a few lucky pigeons and starlings some fries and then wandered down The Embarcadero, in what turned out to be a roundabout walk up to Coit Tower. We walked up the back side of Telegraph Hill, up the most stairs we've seen in one place since the fortress we climbed in Nafplio, Greece. The view from the top was beautiful. We ran into yet another talkative and extremely informative man who seemed to know everything about SF. We started walking back toward out hotel, planning to stop at a park Rex wanted to see and then catch a cable car the rest of the way. Instead, we walked all the way back to Union Square, through Chinatown where we saw more things I couldn't identify that things I could.
We too another cable car back to Boudin Bakery on the wharf for dinner, and then walked to the head of the other cable car line to ride back to the hotel. We stopped a few times to watch the "bush" men jump out at unsuspecting tourists and to pick up some ice cream, and then we crashed early. Again.
Posted by me at November 13, 2009 9:47 PM