San Francisco Day #4

Day Four! Already? Really? No way.. I wish I had more time!
I walked to the Golden Gate Bridge today. In case you were wondering, YES it is a very long walk from downtown, and when you consider how many hills there are in San Francisco, how big these hills are and how steep they are... you're probably wondering whether I've gone mad.. And yes, I probably have. I could have caught the bus, but I wanted to actually take in the city, see places that well, as a cliche tourist, one wouldn't see. The San Francisco that makes San Francisco, San Francisco, so to speak. Conversely, I could have rented a bike and done the same thing (they have electric bikes-helps you get up those biiig hills!) but considering I haven't ridden a bike since I was 15, I didn't want to embarrass myself by failing miserably hahaha! I found myself in Nob Hill. This is where the extremely luxurious hotels seem to be, as well as what seem to be some of the best houses/apartments. You can definitely tell that the people in this area are very different...Or maybe I was just delirious at this point from getting up all those hills! There were a few buildings here which I found difficult to distinguish between whether they were apartment buildings, boutique hotels or mansions.. (actually I think it was just one building).. It had a grand staircase leading to the front door and everything, but no signage to distinguish it as anything else but someones mansion. I was kinda in awe. That's not what that photo is though, that's just a house that I very much liked the look of. If I were rich, I would buy it, or something like it. But I'm not, so I took several photos of it. Might inspire a painting later on. On accident, I managed to once again stumble upon an AAU building- only this time one of the dormitories.. Ironically, this was the exact dorm I would have stayed in, and the fact that I found it by accident is either a sign, life slapping me in the face, or a sick coincidence. So be it. A little further up the street was a nice little park. Got a nice view of the city from up there, but you know what, I'm not going to post any of those photos on here for the same reason I restricted myself from posting more photos in the previous blog. I will probably write another blog a little while from not with a collection of what I think are some of the best photos I took while in San Francisco once enough time has passed for me to properly assess the photos I've taken and differentiate between the photos that actually look good and properly show the place, and the photos that kinda don't show anything but in my head I know what I wanted to get in it.

I ended up getting slightly lost in the Presidio (again another area for the super wealthy, at least that is t my understanding). Well, it's not that i got lost, it's that there were so many road closures (including sidewalks) around there, I had to take a huge detour and backtrack to find a road that took me around to where I needed to go to get to the bridge. There's a national park around there, with some of the biggest and most beautiful trees I have EVER seen.

So, anyway, after almost giving up, I managed to find the Promenade and
found my way to the bridge after all. It was incredibly gusty, crazily so...and the closer you get to the bridge, the stronger (and colder!) the wind is. I, for a while, thought I wasn't going to be able to make it up that hill to get to the bridge, considering I had already been walking for about four or five hours, constantly climbing up and down hills trying to get there. Somehow, I don't know how exactly, but somehow I made it. It was definitely worth it. I cannot fathom how one would begin to build something so colossal, I was essentially awestruck. I walked across the bridge (It took approximately half an hour), to what I believe was Sausalito. There is supposed to be a ferry around there that you can catch back to San Francisco, but I couldn't figure out how to get to the dock (there's a bike trail but it looked as if it was closed to pedestrians...) So turns out I had to walk all the way back- however this time I endeavored to take the shorter route, as the scenic route had taken forever and I was crazy tired.. but for some reason I decided to go back somewhat via the Presidio again, what was a detour again but the scenery was lovely. Oh yeah, I should probably include a photo of me on the bridge, right? This is so unbelievably high up, it's scary. The wind is so gusty, and even though you know it is impossible to fall off this bridge unless it is by force, you still feel overly cautious of not wanting to get too close to the railings (or perhaps it's just me...) If you look to the other side of the bridge (the side looking toward the ocean, away from the bay) it was so foggy, it felt as if I was floating... It was out of this world. It was amazing. Incredible. At this point, I was out-if-this-world hungry. I had earlier decided I was going to eat dinner at either Alive (a raw vegan restaurant) or Loving Hut, but I couldn't be bothered trying to find exactly where they were (I mean I had the addresses and I knew where the streets were and how to get to them) but I was so hungry, I decided to walk to Herbivore again, because I had already been there and knew I would be able to find it again with no problems. But there was a problem. Walking up Divisadero from the Marine District... Is insane, that hill.. I don't know if it was huge because I was so tired or if it really was as huge as it seemed. I had to take breaks, because my legs were far too tired at this point. Seriously, this is one street where it certainly wouldn't hurt to install a cable car!!! Anyway, I made it to Herbivore, and I think I shall end this post with photos of what I are and a comment on how incredibly friendly the wait staff are.
Green Salad. I love their salad.








Ravioli.. It's been years since I have had ravioli... I recommend this dish, seriously.







Carrot juice. Oh, I love it.











Pie for dessert with a scoop of ice cream. No idea what pie this was.. I ordered Blueberry, turns out they were sold out, so I asked the waitress what she recommended and she said this one was her favourite.... I think she said lalaberry, but that can't be how you spell it! It was tasty though.. I also don't remember what ice cream it was, because again I went with her recommendation because I just couldn't choose, and well, it was good. NO, it was great.