Continued from Cali Coast Day 5 Part 2.
Today is the first day of this trip where we didn’t have any sort of place to be at a certain time. The first day, we had to pick up the rental car and leave LA before traffic got bad. Second day, we had to get up and go visit a vineyard at a reasonable hour so we could get ready for the wedding in time. Then the day after that we had to make it to San Simeon in time for the Hearst Castle tour. Day after that we had to wake up, check out the hotel and make it through Big Sur and into Monterey before it got dark. Then yesterday, we had to make it into SFO to return the car by 5pm. Today, there are no time restrictions, and it felt nice to be lazy this morning. I did some blogging in the morning while RH went out on the street to walk around and get some coffee.
It seems like there are only old erAsians in Chinatown. None of them are speaking English, and they do not integrate into the rest of SF. I bet all the younger generation have integrated into society, and therefore are not here. I bet Chinatowns are a dying breed.
Yes yes yes!! I spoke Chinese for my order, the lady who took my order misheard me the first time, and I had to correct the order. She got mad at me and gave me attitude. RH was kind of upset by this, but I kind of expected this. I expected shitty attitude here just like how I expect to get shitty service at a Chinese restaurant. Part of the culture?
German tourists. There are foreign tourists everywhere here in SF. Literally, EVERYWHERE. The German tourists took a video of a firetruck going by. Seems dumb, but I’d do the same thing if I were in Germany.
We waited for what seemed like forever, then a cable car came. As I am about to get onto the car, the conductor stuck out his hand and just said “Stop!”. Then just kept on driving on. Too full to take more passengers, but he was pretty rude about it. Speaking of being rude, people in SF are fucking rude as shit.
What’s up with people saying Parisians are rude? No, fuck that. I’ve been to Paris and a lot of big cities in this world, and SF is very high up there on being rude. Fucking SF people are fucking rude as shit compared to other big cities in this world. I think they hire all the rudest people in the world to work on their buses, trains, restaurants, etc.
The walking part isn’t bad, it’s the uphills, and downhills that I was trying to avoid with the cable car. We’ve been doing so much for the past 5 days already, we are trying to save our bodies from wear and tear so we can finish up this trip strong.
Twinkies…I was really embarrassed about this the whole day. For the record, I had my shirt on first. It’s also gotten a bit hot, walking around these hills and with the sun coming out. I ended up taking off my jacket and holding it for most of the day.
I guess that’s earthquake proof construction. At this construction site, I also saw two Asian construction workers. I’ve never seen any Asian construction workers here in the US. A lot of Asians working blue collar jobs here in SF, something rarely seen in Austin.
A couple of blocks from the top, I looked to my left towards the ocean, and I see this black sailboat just FLYING….Wait, was that the America’s Cup sail boat? Is that race happening here right now? Holy crap!!! I got really excited!! I don’t sail, I get sea sick, but I do love engineering and I do love racing, and lastly, USA USA USA!!
Yup, America’s Cup is happening here. Here’s the viewing pavilion for the racing. Now, I remember seeing a sign for it around town. I don’t know how the format works, but apparently the racing happening over multiple days. I couldn’t even see the racing yacht, it was so fast it must have made it to the other side of the bay already.
The Golden Gate Bridge. Apparently, it’s been foggy in SF for a while now, but the weather started to clear up in the past couple of weeks. We lucked out to be able to see the bridge from here. In fact, the weather has been hotter than expected this entire trip. I guess that could be a good thing, even though, I was hoping to get out of the Texas heat and go somewhere chilly for a bit.
We arrived to an elevator with no line. Happy. It was one of those old school elevators where there’s the accordion style metal door that you have to manually shut. The elevator operator was this nice young guy who joked with us and asked if any of us had been on an old school elevator like this one. Me me me. Been in one in Ithaca, in my sister’s 100 years old apartment building.
There she is, the USA team of America’s Cup. That’s one fucking fast sailboat. It actually rides on hydrofoils, so you can see the hull lift out of the water when it gets going fast. Pretty fucking amazing. This is one of those things that I would never travel to see, but since I am here by coincidence, super awesome to see it by chance.
To be continued at Cali Coast Day 6 Part 2.