Too little time

            Have you ever heard the saying, “It’s a nice place but I wouldn’t want to live there”?

            Well on first impression, I think that’s how I feel about San Francisco. As much as I like big cities and love how diverse the people are, my initial reaction is to say, “Eh, don’t think so.” 

            When we first drove in we missed the turn for the 101, so we got down into the real people, not the tourists. That’s the thing I don’t like about staying in Fisherman’s Wharf. Where are the real people? Not here, because everyone here has a disposable camera and a shirt with the Golden Gate on it.

            But when we were driving through what I guess was the real downtown I didn’t feel comfortable at all. I’m not saying I was scared of the homeless people or afraid I was going to get shot. No, none of that stereotypical fear that comes upon good old country boys when they first see the city. I just mean I can’t imagine working somewhere like this. I can’t see myself fitting into this scene very well.

             I’m sure it’s not a typical fear because I’ve been to places like Washington D.C., Madrid, Rome, Miami and tons of others and not gotten this feeling (well OK maybe in Miami). I think it’s just the fact that is seems really congested. I know I’ve only been here for one day, but that’s my first impression. Maybe after today I’ll change my mind.

             Despite knowing I wouldn’t want to live here, I really want to investigate this place but there’s just too much to do for the amount of time we’re going to be here. Dave got to Ventura yesterday so we really need to be moving along to get there either tonight or tomorrow.

             I really want to see Alcatraz, but that takes too long for what we’re looking at. Ed and I really want to see Chinatown, even though Elliott made a face at the idea. I think it would be cool to see the Golden Gate parks, Lombard Street and maybe just for the heck of it, swing by Castro District.

            Last night we spent our time hanging out in Fisherman’s Wharf, looking at sea lions and other tourists. The three of us look like such stereotypical tourists it’s pathetic. Three huge cameras around our necks that everyone probably thinks we can’t use. A host for a restaurant asked us to look at the dinner special. When we just kept going he said, “Hey, why don’t we all get the same camera and walk around together?” Here is where we laughed and made camera jokes about how we all had different cameras and lenses and probably seemed like even bigger nerds.

            So as my time will surely be cut short here, I guess that just means I need to start planning my next trip here. Mary Margaret tells me her aunt lives here on Jones Street. I joked and said we’ll make a road trip next summer and just stay with her. She said, “No that would be cool.” She said  Brian and Courtney (brother and fiancé) flew out and stayed with her.

             I might just hold her to that.


2 Responses to “Too little time”

  1. Hey guys,
    Be safe getting to Martha’s. I can’t believe you guys are almost there. What an exciting time. Brad, I feel the same way you do about S.F. Fun to visit but not to stay. The smaller cities are better. Don’t forget to all of you that next Sunday the 17th is Father’s day. I’ll remind you again next week. El, about the peeing pic, well, I’m not sure what to say about that. Be safe and keep having fun. El, be open-minded and flexible (if possible). Can we put Ed’s pants in the Hall of Fame of Corduroys????????? Mamma Becky Morrie says hi.

  2. Man oh man.

    Wait until you venture in L.A.

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