We were a couple of young college kids who got some free airline tickets for signing up for a credit card. Destination: New York City.We stayed with some of Jen's friends in a cockroach-infested apartment in the Village. The view was spectacular.
In our wildest dreams, we never could have imagined that the view was so tenuous.Over 17 years later, Jen and I took another trip, this time to San Francisco.
At the top of Jen's checklist was Alcatraz. It didn't occur to us to purchase tickets in advance — it turns out that Alcatraz was the hottest ticket in town. Every tour was sold out for the whole weekend. How's that for irony — we couldn't buy our way into the prison.
This is as close as we got. Which is OK, because Jen loves blimps.Five bucks for a one-way ticket on a cable car these days.
At that rate, it's not mass transit anymore; it's solely a tourist trap. An hilariously fun / stomach-turning tourist trap.We made the obligatory stop at Ghiradelli Square. I was hoping they'd resumed manufacturing their raisin chocolate bar. No dice.
We walked all the way from the pier (where I had the best fried shrimp of my life) to Pacific Heights. No small feat.
From a prison to a paradise: here's a shot of Alcatraz from the top of the Heights.We spent New Year's Eve at a wedding in the Castro. I saw a lot of very tall ladies with very big hands.
2 comments:
You had good grilled shrimp, but didn't try the Dungeness crab? Dear god man.
We both had the roasted whole cracked dungeness crab at Scoma's on night #1. Absurdly good.
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