I started to post each street we walked, but realized this could take a week. As I looked at the map wanting to post each picture with accurate information, I also understood why I was utterly exhausted from the trip and it took me literally four days to recuperate! After I figured out where our feet took us and understood the why I had a huge one inch in diameter blister on the bottom of my foot at the end of the day. I walked into my daughter's bedroom and said, "What were you thinking?" I had to explain to her what I just came to realize after my excitement of our "day trip" had worn off. She started busting up laughing, saying "I wanted to see the streets of SF!" as I walked away limping.
This was in the Golden Gate Park.
The details in this building were absolutely beautiful!
I would love to see something play in this amphitheatre.
The statues made you feel like you were from another place and time.
As we walked out of The Golden Gate Park.
I have told you in the past, I seem to see hearts everywhere I go.
My daughter who is next to a Ginkgo plant. Taking a picture of her next to it seemed only fitting. She is so cute! She says Ginkgo helps with memory (although she also retorted a long term study just found it doesn't have any lasting effects, but helps with other things, like depression too).
Wild berries and succulents.
Park filled with daisy's.
Oh the feel of Ashbury.
The Summer of Love.
The Hippie movement.
Colorful Delores street.
Hilly, quiet and lined by grand old Victorians.
I loved the old houses and how the steps were lined with pots of colorful plants (it is the only front yard they have).
The detail in every house was unique and begging to be noticed.
While walking by one of the houses, a young man driving into his garage under his house noticed a big brown shoe in his driveway. The look on his face was like, 'What the h***?'
Ahhh Valencia... had a whole feel of it's own.
Charming little cafes.
All natural stores.
The Clarion Alley Mural Project.
More awesome murals continued...
As we got off the Bart, my daughter took the stairs motioning to me and saying, "Come on." I looked at her and said, "I am taking the escalator, thank you very much!" As we both had to take the stairs going up to Market street, I was rather slow. She looked at me like, "Are you alright?" I said out loud hoping someone would take me up on it, "I am getting ready to pay someone to carry me up these stairs!"
I love the old buses they use for the muni!
People playing the game of checkers.
San Francisco Capital.
After we went through some of our favorite shops on Market street, I went into a hotel lobby bathroom to freshen up the best I could. I took one look in the mirror and lost all hope. Ran a brush through my hair, powdered my face and freshened up my lipstick. Oh well... that was as good as it was going to get.
We then went to a Starbucks and got a double shot of espresso to get us through the rest of the night.
Now, this was the BEST!!!
I loved the Broadway show WICKED!
I laughed and cried and just loved every minute of it! My daughter is still belting out lyrics from her favorite scenes.
We got home at 1:10 a.m. and like I said, it took me four days to recuperate, but it was well worth it. I will say this though, San Francisco is too much to see in one day (AND so much more still see). We have several day trips to SF in the near future and it won't be jam packed full as this particular trip.
As we walked the streets of San Francisco, I couldn't help think about my baby girl being apart of this beautiful city some day as she would like to work at one of the hospitals when she finishes her Doctorate degree.