Hills on Hills on Hills

Don’t let anyone tell you that San Francisco isn’t hilly. But I honestly don’t think anyone
would ever say that because SF is notoriously hilly. We woke up, got bagels for breakfast, and headed into the city. Our first stop was Lombard Street, the windiest street in the world…or something like that. After taking a few pictures, we parked and made out way down to Fisherman’s Wharf (the real one this time).

We walked along the boardwalk and went into a few store, notably a “left-handed” store with products made specifically for left-handed people. There was also an old game museum with games from the past 100 years that still worked! All of them were coin operated so we got some quarters and played around with a few of them for a bit. Since we were right on the water, it was so cool to be able to walk outside and see all of the boats, and even Alcatraz Island, just over yonder. When it was time for lunch, Danielle suggested Boudin, a lunch place where you can buy amazing bread bowls, of course I had one and it was delicious.

We kept walking, stopping in a few stores and buying some small stuff here and there. We then walked past a boat that would take you around the bay in an hour or so, and tell you jokes as you went along. Of course this was a fantastic idea but we a) had no cash and b) were too late for the next launch. We decided that we would keep walking around, and then come back at a later time to enjoy a quick trip on the water.

Then it was time to walk around Ghirardelli Square, where we treated ourselves to the most decadent ice cream I’ve ever had. After three spoonfulls, I almost couldn’t take it anymore, but it was too good not to keep eating. Soon enough it was time to go back to the boat, but finding an ATM became a struggle and by the time we got back to the dock, the boat had already started sailing off. “Oh well” we thought, and decided to head to another location that I really wanted to hit: the famous Painted Ladies.

Growing up in the late 90s and early 00s, the show that was always on and I could watch any time was Full House. Full House is set in San Francisco, and the house they live in is (at least it’s supposed to be) a Painted Lady. The opening sequence features a beautiful shot of the city from the park. Of course when we arrived there were already a ton of people there taking pictures and also just relaxing. This was the perfect place for a few pictures, as it img_0837was one of the most iconic places in SF (for me anyways). We had a few more destinations to hit, namely Fort Point, which was a fort right under the south side of the Golden Gate Bridge. We drove over and had some pretty spectacular views of the city from there, and also the bridge. It was so nice and relaxing to be able to watch the waves come by and hit against the docks. It was at this point that we unfortunately realized that our entire day outside had resulted in a slight case of sunburn for all three of us. Since we wanted to get dinner before heading back home we found a local pizza place near Danielle’s house that had good food, and also a good atmosphere. This was during the NBA playoffs, so the Golden State Warriors were playing against Cleveland in the finals. It was cool to be in that environment, especially since the San Jose Sharks (the local hockey team) was also in the NHL finals. You could feel the city was electric and happy.

Soon enough we were all pretty exhausted, so we headed back home and tried to find a movie to watch. We settled on Neighbors, which was pretty hilarious, and it got us all the way to 10:30pm, at which point it was definitely time for bed. We were going to be driving to Portland the next day, and needed some rest for the upcoming 10 hours. We said goodnight, got into bed, and passed out as usual.



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