When you live a mere 80 miles or so from one of the most interesting and culturally diverse cities in the country (and rarely go there), you feel almost guilty for not making the effort. The effort it takes for us to visit San Francisco is sadly minimal compared to the amount of times we've gone there in ten years. So, we went Sunday.
This time, Loretta and I decided it would be fun to ride BART from Dublin (50 miles from our home). The drive to the Dublin BART station is pretty much a straight shot on a couple of freeways. During the week, it would be out of the question. What person in their right mind would brave this nasty commute that, at best, now resembles the Hollywood Freeway 30 years ago, ie, bumper to bumper, but moving. Compared to the Hollywood Freeway now that is bumper to bumper and doesn't move. But, alas, our little "commute" on the 580 on a Sunday morning is nothing more than a 45 minute interlude where we would chat, listen to the radio, and enjoy thoughts of the upcoming touristy visit to the Bay Area.
Frankly, our plans were much bigger than our stamina(s). We spent about three and half hours on the embarcadero from Pier 1 to Pier 39...it's about a mile and a half walk one way. Our planned excursion uptown to Union Square, Chinatown, and The Presidio will come another day.
In the meantime, we did take photos, not near as much as I had hoped...but some anyway. Check them out here.
It was a nice day that left us with pleasant memories, plans to go again, sore feet, and, for me, a slightly sunburned dome. Small prices to pay for a cheap "fun day".