Today I'm in Corte Madera, due north of San Fransisco, sitting here freezing in a open air mall called Town Center. dow
First, a little about yesterday. After yesterday's post, Dad and I travelled down Market Street via the 71 bus to the Haight-Ashbury district in the southwest corner of the city. We got brunch after a 30 minute wait at this incredible place called Zazie's, a French bistro-styled restaurant on Cole Street. The food was enitrely worth the wait, and afterward, we ambled along towards Golden Gate Park. We were surprised at the sheer amount of people and museums there, and we were able to get some fantastic shots of the city from the observation tower of the Art Museum in the middle of the Park.
Afterwards, we went to Amoeba Music on Haight St. (yet another great recommendation from my cousin Rebecca), and explored a few of the other shops along the strip. The area itself was, well, interesting. There were a mutlitude of crazy-cool stores and such, but there was also a surprisingly high amount of homeless looking for everything from handouts to drugs. Definately a place to visit, but just something to keep in mind.
We got back into town around 3-ish, spent a few minutes recooperating at the hotel, then went on to Chinatown. This part of town was incredibly interesting, with countless tiny thriftstores and apothecaries, and were it not late and rainy, and my Dad and I very hungry, we definately would have stayed to check out a few of the stores. For dinner, we ate at a place called Nanking Palace (yet another recommendation. That's 3 for 3, Rebecca.), had a meal that couldn't be beat, then we made our way through a sudden rainstorm back to the hotel.
I've been up about two hours now, getting up early to check out of the Westin and to beat the morning traffic. The plan so far is for me to get some breakfast while Dad checks out the construction project here, then to head around the bay to Berkeley after noon, and then kill some time in town until the flight at 10:30.
Talk to ya later!
Monday, February 9, 2009
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Holy shit, bro, if you go to Berkeley look out for the protesters. Kids at Berkeley don't so much have student clubs as they have student protest organizations and liberation fronts. It's so bad you have to make an appointment to see the dean at least a week in advance, and they took all the doorknobs and such off the main buildings because so many people chained themselves to doors "until such-and-such a ridiculous condition is met, like, I dunno, un-killing all the baby seals that ever died for any reason ever". Seriously, those Berkeley yahoos are a creepy bunch.
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