Trip to San Francisco
So a few weeks ago my girlfriend and I were in
By far the most fun neighborhood in San Fran. Tons of great little bars serving Irish Coffees and Cocktails, and miles of Italian restaurants. On the weekends
Amazing. Definitely a must see.
Every guide book I came across said whatever you do in
Haight/Ashbury
This was the famous "ground zero" for the summer of love. We took a cab to the intersection of Haight & Ashbury expecting to see all kinds of music memorabilia, or like a monument or something. But instead what do we find at this world famous intersection? A GAP, and a Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream!?! We thought we'd at least see a few hippies, but all we got were girls in khakis gorging themselves with Ice cream. Yikes!
Fisherman's Wharf
Its kind of like Navy Pier in
Muir Woods
Big trees. We saw them. They were huge. seriously. for real. not for fake.
Wine Country:
Nothing like going on your first wine tour. You go into these little private vineyards and try all these high class wines with a bunch of snooty people. When I saw Sideways, I thought wine connoisseurs were these real hip, cool people. Then I actually saw some jackass sniffing his glass of wine and then says to the bartender, "I think I smell a hint almond, with the smallest pinch of cinnamon." I have changed my mind.
Then there is this other phenomenon where people spill out perfectly good wine into a spill bucket after they have tasted it. I thought to myself, man that just doesn't seem right, wasting good wine like that. So vineyard after vineyard, I drank every last drop of wine we tasted.
Two hours later I was wasted. But not only was I wasted but since I drank like 80 different types of wine in a short period of time, I was also sick. Turns out I too am a jackass.
Bad Neighborhoods
At one point during the trip I talked my girlfriend into walking instead of taking a cab. The only problem was I didn't know where I was going. Next thing I know we are in one of the worst neighborhoods in San Francisco. You know, with a currency exhange and a liquor store on every corner, people openly dealing drugs and carrying concealed weapons? As soon as we realized this we grew very concerned as it wasn't the place for pasty white yuppies to be strolling through. And as we started "power walking" out of the neigborhood, a kind african american man carrying a bat yells out, "that be a fine ass woman" as my girlfriend walks past him.
And yes he was right, but maybe we should have taken a cab.
San Francisco was a good time.