I haven’t posted in weeks; many things going on. For the past week and a half, I was touring the West Coast consisting of Vegas, Yosemite, San Francisco, Santa Barbara and LA.
Vegas: the main strip is somewhat what I expected, as well as the 90 degree weather. Gambling and drinking everywhere, great place to party all night (Hangover). The Bellagio buffet was great, and the view from the Eiffel Tower was pretty cool. And what’s up with all those escort card pushers.
Yosemite: It rained and was foggy, boo. Maybe one day I would go back to see it on a clear day, and perhaps do some big hikes, wild water rafting, and hug a Sequoia tree. But still, the views were impressive.
SF: This was the highlight of the trip with so many things on my todo list and managed to do them all. We entered through Sausalito for a brief Golden Gate bridge viewing area then drove through several neighborhoods, and even drove by the Full House block. After a sunset cruise, I ate some crab at the Stinking Rose restaurant, Yum.
My hotel was on Market street and Hyde. I started by running up Leavenworth St, the hilliest 1.5 miles ever. After 3 breaks or so, I managed to reach Lombard St to the “steepest crookedest street”. I then ran to Coit Tower after a nasty spiral uphill. Then ran back down to the Embarcadero. It was smooth running from here on, the views were great. I ran past Fisherman’s Wharf, Fort Mason, Marina Blvd, Crissy Field, and could see the Golden Gate in the distance the entire time. Eventually, I reached Fort Point, the best spot I could think of for a Golden Gate shot. I quickly realized that it was a dead end and had to turn back. I found some steps which led me to the Presidio, and followed a bike path until somehow I was on the road, then the beach, huh. Even with GPS, I felt lost. Once I hit California street again, I decided to just take it back to the hotel instead of going to Land’s end. I eventually just took a cab. I went selfie crazy during the entire route.
Maybe next time, I’ll run farther and change the route a bit. I capped the run for 2 hours because I scheduled a bike ride across the bridge later that day. Let’s just say biking is not my thing, and my ass hurt for days. And the downhills in Sausalito had me preparing for death, I’ll just stick to running. But overall, it was cool to bike in the SF streets and go across Golden Gate. During the last night at SF, we dined around Fisherman’s Wharf followed by Ghirardelli chocolate, and trolley car night ride (I made sure to be in the front and hang off the side).
Overall, it was a great trip, great experience, and met cool people. Life would be interesting if it was one big vacation.