On Friday I spent the day in San Francisco with my PSU friend Andy. The Bay Area Rapid Transit (BART) workers were on strike at the start of the day, so we had to adjust our plans. (The strike did not help to improve my opinion of unions and public transportation.) We started by taking a ferry from Oakland to San Francisco.
The harbor was festive. America’s Cup events were going on.
I noticed that sailing appears to attract a different fan base than baseball. Baseball fans eat hot dogs and drink beer. Sailing fans eat cheese and drink wine.
We learned that going on a tour of Alcatraz required advance purchase of tickets. On this morning tickets were sold out three weeks into the future. So we had to settle for viewing The Rock from across the water.
After seeing Fisherman’s Wharf and all sorts of sights in the harbor we climbed up the steep streets. The picture below deceptively flattens out the grade–it’s a long way down.
We caught a glimpse of the Golden Gate Bridge.
We stopped at the Cliff House for lunch. I had fish and chips and an Anchor Steam. The view from the restaurant was spectacular. Signed celebrity publicity photos covered the walls, attesting to the visits of the stars.
By the late afternoon we made our way across town to AT&T Park, which will get its own post. . .