We arrived around 8 pm on Thursday night, left our luggage in the room and headed right out to explore and find a place to have dinner. We ended up at Joe's Crab Shack which apparently is a chain, but we had a delicious meal of two different kinds of crabs, shrimp, corn and fries. When we asked about music, the waiter at Joe 'sdirected us down the street to Lou's Blues Club where we listened to Willie G and the G Spots. Very entertaining and good music.
Friday morning we started out walking around theFisherman's Wharf area to find a breakfast cafe. We walked by several mostly empty cafes and then found the Hollywood Cafe on North Point St that was packed so we guessed that it might have good food. It was good, though really, how can you mess up your standard eggs and french toast?
Came back to the room briefly and then walked over to the cable cars and took a ride to the end of the line at Union Square.
Friday morning we started out walking around theFisherman's Wharf area to find a breakfast cafe. We walked by several mostly empty cafes and then found the Hollywood Cafe on North Point St that was packed so we guessed that it might have good food. It was good, though really, how can you mess up your standard eggs and french toast?
Came back to the room briefly and then walked over to the cable cars and took a ride to the end of the line at Union Square.
We checked out a few shops and walked over to Chinatown,
checked out a bunch of the shops there and were looking a bit overwhelmed I guess, trying to decide which of the 300 restaurants we should try for lunch, cause some local came up and suggested the Capital Restaurant at the end of Wavely street, where we had a nice lunch.
Next stop was the north beach area, specifically the City Lights Bookstore where Rick reverse shoplifted a copy of his book,
and then across the street to Vesuviou's where I had a beer and Rick a Jack Kerouac (tequilla rum, orange and cranberry juice and a lime) and a good conversation with the friendly bartender.
and then across the street to Vesuviou's where I had a beer and Rick a Jack Kerouac (tequilla rum, orange and cranberry juice and a lime) and a good conversation with the friendly bartender. 
We then walked up to the Stinking Rose and over a few blocks to catch the #39 cable car up to Coit Tower.
We walked down Filbert Steps and saw the parrots of Telegraph Hill, (check out the movie of the same name). This was a huge ass bunch of steps that veer off on multiple levels to apartments and condos where people live. I can't believe they actually have to walk up or down these steps to get home each and every day, carrying groceries, etc., and moving their furniture in and out. Amazing. We then walked over to Embarcadero and down to Pier 39 to see the sea lions and all the happenings on the pier. Then a walk back to our hotel for a little rest before going out for dinner.
We had a delicious dinner at the The Stinking Rose where the waiter directed us to The Saloon just across the street for music and dancing. They claimed to be the oldest saloon in SF. We got there before the crowd, giving us great seats at the bar where we listened and danced to a fun performance of blues music and later took cab back to our hotel.
After touring the Castro District Saturday morning we took the ferry over to Sausalito where we met my friend Penney who took us up to the hills and enjoyed a delicious gourmet picnic while overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge.
We walked down Filbert Steps and saw the parrots of Telegraph Hill, (check out the movie of the same name). This was a huge ass bunch of steps that veer off on multiple levels to apartments and condos where people live. I can't believe they actually have to walk up or down these steps to get home each and every day, carrying groceries, etc., and moving their furniture in and out. Amazing. We then walked over to Embarcadero and down to Pier 39 to see the sea lions and all the happenings on the pier. Then a walk back to our hotel for a little rest before going out for dinner.
We had a delicious dinner at the The Stinking Rose where the waiter directed us to The Saloon just across the street for music and dancing. They claimed to be the oldest saloon in SF. We got there before the crowd, giving us great seats at the bar where we listened and danced to a fun performance of blues music and later took cab back to our hotel.
After touring the Castro District Saturday morning we took the ferry over to Sausalito where we met my friend Penney who took us up to the hills and enjoyed a delicious gourmet picnic while overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge.
She then drove us around the hills and beaches and back to the ferry just as one was headed back. It was a slightly earlier one than we had planned but the timing was too good to pass up.
We took a street car back to Fisherman's Wharf, shopped a little, and rested briefly before going to Tiernan's Irish Pub for dinner. We chose it because they had live music – very mediocre live music as it turned out, much like their food. We left there and walked around a bit and decided to go back to our room and call it a day.
We took a street car back to Fisherman's Wharf, shopped a little, and rested briefly before going to Tiernan's Irish Pub for dinner. We chose it because they had live music – very mediocre live music as it turned out, much like their food. We left there and walked around a bit and decided to go back to our room and call it a day.
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