El D--just image searched Alembic and that's it lol...impressive.
Before I run through our final day I saw a couple of pictures I meant to share but forgot:
Buildings like this are all over Mission district and were fun to see. Again, reminds me of Austin.
Also, since we ate so late at Hunan's Home, we were around when the kitchen staff assembled to have dinner together. It was kind of cool to see.
Ok, so onto Saturday.
It was overcast again. He went downstairs for the breakfast again, which was good, but not worth the price unless you get a discount. We were pretty full after that so we headed up to the room to chill and wait for the rain to subside before doing a few of the more touristy things you can do in SF.
We watched I, Tonya in the room. It was entertaining but too long. Anne fell asleep by the end. Although I was young, I can still remember that scandal, so it was a bit nostalgic for me. Anne was too young to remember and couldn't believe it was based on a true story.
Anyway, after the movie ended we got our **** together and headed over to check out the Golden Gate bridge. I'm pretty fascinated by this bridge, and it's just beautiful. I recently watched a documentary called The Bridge, which added a bit of eeriness to my intirgue.
For those of you who haven't seen it, The Bridge documents one year of jumpers who chose the Golden Gate bridge as the spot to end their lives. It interviews family members and goes a little into the mystique of the bridge and why it's the most popular spot in the world for suicide. I found it fascinating, others I know aren't able to finish it.
We take a Lyft to the bridge and grab some hot tea. We're not dressed very warm, but the rain has stopped.
Obligatory shot:
Random candid of Anne taking a pic:
My favorite pic I took of the bridge:
We make it about halfway before getting cold and deciding the second half is probably much like the first, so why bother.
I also grab my only souveneir of the trip (aside from the gummies we bring back to LA). For the pure nostalgia of it.
It's around 4 or so and Anne wanted to see Lombard St. since it's the only thing she can remember from a trip she took with her mom back when she was a kid. So we do that.
We decide to talk a towards Little Italy and get some Italian food.
Anne calls a couple spots and we make a reservation for 7pm, which means we have another hour or so to kill. Being close to Chinatown, we obviously decide to head back to Li Po for some more drinks (no more Mai Tais, shot of tequila and a beer for each of us).
After the drinks we walk over to Cafe Macaroni. A very small, very crowded, very old schoolish Italian restaurant.
It's packed inside, and everyone seems to know the owner who's running around with a wine bottle in one hand and parmesan cheese in the other. I found it interesting that the kitchen was at the front of the restaurant in full view of everyone (including passers by on the street).
Dinner was very good. I had the Spaghetti and Meatballs, Neopolitan style (which I'm told means the meatball is made of beef and pork) and Anne had some pasta with mussels, clams, etc. Would recommend, but I'm sure there are a million places just like it and better elsewhere. We were happy and full when we left.
After dinner we were planning to head back to Mission District to check out this cool chocolate bar, but by the time we got home and went up to the rooftop for another toke, we were pretty much done.
We hung out back in the room for a bit. I filled out a card to get breakfast delivered to the room the next morning, and we fell asleep.
We flew back early the next morning.
Thanks for letting me share, take care ya'll.