I tried several times to plan a trip to the
However, this summer, Antoine – a French friend who I’ve met in
The trip started great, because I flew Virgin America which is by far one of the most fun airlines: the seats are purple, the cabin is illuminated by black disco lights, the headphones are pink and supra-dimensioned, and the safety video is for sure one of the lasts that impressed me and made me laugh in a long time (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyygn8HFTCo).
Arrived in SFO (San Francisco International Airport) I already felt that the people who live in this city are more educated academically, as well as culturally compared to the average American, due to the exhibits displayed in the public areas, to the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) technology, and the cleanness of the place which yes! is rare here, too. As soon as I've got into town, I met my buddy and started to explore. SF is known to have one of the best mass transits in US, therefore we took advantage of it, even though a ticket offers only one transfer. On the other side, SF is a city that deserves to be walked, so you need comfortable shoes and legs ready to climb all those hills and stairs.
First stop took place at Pier 39, famous for its sightseeing, and for the sea lions that started to arrive at the docks to sunbath after the massive 1989 earthquake, which measured 7.1 degrees on Richter scale.
Along with the romanticism of the fishermen's buildings and typical cuisine, from Pier 39 can be admired the on-shore – on-water play of the sea lions, Alcatraz island, the Golden Gate Bridge, the Bay Bridge and the skyline of the financial district.
Alcatraz, is as accessible as in the past, because tickets sell out weeks in advance especially during the summer, and of course I went there unprepared.
The Bay Bridge is "the other" bridge which crosses the bay linking the SF with
On our way, we first deviated trough Fisherman’s Wharf where old ships can be seen and the famous clam-chowders in sour bread bowls can be eaten at its best. Then, on Marina Blvd we looked at houses that have over-dimensioned windows, pale colors paint, and beautiful views overseeing the Bay. What made me smile was not the fact that these residents have the fortune of waking up to such views every morning, nor that they had the (miss)inspiration of painting their houses as a newborn's bedroom, but the fact that absolutely all houses have a room, on the street side, with an enormous window that has no curtains or shades. If in the middle of the day I could see their undone beds and furniture, can help but wonder what can be "admired" early in the morning or in the evening before bedtime!?
I left behind my puritan thoughts, and stopped at the next attraction – the Palace of Fine Arts – an open theater built on ancient Greek and Roman architectural style. This is one of the few buildings that escape demolition after the 1915 Panama-Pacific Exposition which celebrated the opening of the Panama Canal. The theater impresses with its architecture totally different from the rest of the city, with the romanticism of the time passed from the turn of the century, and with the history of this place. Next objective was of course the
Back to the downtown we got a chance to visit SF MOMA – the West Coast sister of the Museum of Modern Art from
Disappointed that we couldn't admire the view of the city from the top of Transamerica, we decided to climb one more hill, fairly steep, to reach the Coit Tower – the one which for many years, with its 64m, held the title of the tallest building in SF. The tower was built on the Telegraph Hill, in Art Deco style, in 1933, at the wish of some Lillie Hitchcock Coit, who donated a third of her estate to the preservation of the beauty of her beloved city. From its base can be seen the incredible panorama of the
Going down the hill, somehow we ended up in China Town – first established in US. The crowd’s dynamic is exhausting at any hour of day, but the Asian fruits explosions of aromas and tastes worth the effort... From this point you can catch one of the buses that run on
We got off on one of the streets that have the famous cable car - the symbol of SF – and with twinkles in our eyes we jumped in the first wagon that stopped at the corner of the street, in the same way they show it in the movies. We took it just for one stop, only to jump in another one which took us to
Ah… Christmas will look very well!
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