I had never been to San Francisco before and whenever I told anyone that, including my 88 year old grandmother, they would say, "What? That's unbelievable!" So, needless to say, I knew I was missing out on a great city and had to soak up as much as I could in the 36 hours I had there.
Sadly, Pegs found out she had to work late for a special work event there was no getting out of. However, she armed me well with guide books, maps, and great suggestions of sites to see in the city. Kelly, being from Sacramento, also had a good idea of some fun to be had in San Francisco, so together we set off and found ourselves some of that fun!
First, we stopped at Fisherman's Wharf and got some much touted chowder in a bread bowl. This is the quintessential tourist stop but was well worth it, delicious chowder and great views of the city, the Golden Gate Bridge, Alcatraz and the Bay.
We then took a pedi-cab upon Kelly's insistence, over to the Enbarcadero area and stopped for a drink at the Ferry Building. After drinking wine only out of the box in Costa Rica, a carafe of some yummy California Zin was scrumptious and I savored every sip.
Then it was my turn to be insistent, and I insisted we go in search of Annie Street which I saw on the map. I made Kelly take a picture of me and a man passing chuckled and said, "Her name must be Annie." I guess I am not the first Annie to be proud of my street.
The next day, Kelly and her friend Hilary took me over to The Mission for some yummy authentic and very over-indulgent Mexican food. To walk off my 3000 calorie burrito, I then headed out alone in Peg's neighborhood, going up Union Street to the Presidio and coming back Chestnut. Then, Peg brought sushi home for a dinner in before heading off to the airport.
All in all, it was a very action packed but short trip that tired me out to sleep soundly on my 15 hour flight to Australia.
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