cable cars and coloured cottages
September 9th 2009 01:58
San Francisco is a public transport lover's dream. Cable cars, street cars, electric buses, all accessible and even dog-friendly. I've been ridin' all over town. It's hard to believe that Jasper let me drive his historic cable car yesterday but I have the photo to prove it. I even got a lunch recommendation - Tommy's- with the most delicious roast beef sandwich I've ever had. Of course it was jumbo sized and I couldn't eat it all.
That's lesson one of eating in America - never eat it all. You will die.
Back to the public transport, though. The Muni system is a mixture of cable cars, buses and a weird kind of light rail. In the city centre it's underground, and is even called the Metro. The carriages are very similar to Melbourne's trains. But after you've been travelling along for about ten minutes underground, whooshka, you're outside and your train is on the street. I travelled all the way out to Ocean Beach, a wild and woolly place that only non-Australians would consider swimming at. (Perhaps Victorians, but it was even less inviting than St Kilda.)
Free wi-fi is everywhere though, so a bite to eat at the Java Beach Cafe gave me a chance to Skype home.
On the way back, I detoured via Alamo Square, to see the famous 'painted ladies', Victorian houses painted pastel colours. The architecture here is stunning. I wandered the streets for hours, just looking at rows and rows of two story duplexes in all colours of the rainbow.
I happened upon Haight Street, a cool place with artists and designers everywhere. I bought an amazing bracelet made out of old watch faces. It must have been nice for me to buy jewellery.
That's lesson one of eating in America - never eat it all. You will die.
Back to the public transport, though. The Muni system is a mixture of cable cars, buses and a weird kind of light rail. In the city centre it's underground, and is even called the Metro. The carriages are very similar to Melbourne's trains. But after you've been travelling along for about ten minutes underground, whooshka, you're outside and your train is on the street. I travelled all the way out to Ocean Beach, a wild and woolly place that only non-Australians would consider swimming at. (Perhaps Victorians, but it was even less inviting than St Kilda.)
Free wi-fi is everywhere though, so a bite to eat at the Java Beach Cafe gave me a chance to Skype home.
On the way back, I detoured via Alamo Square, to see the famous 'painted ladies', Victorian houses painted pastel colours. The architecture here is stunning. I wandered the streets for hours, just looking at rows and rows of two story duplexes in all colours of the rainbow.
I happened upon Haight Street, a cool place with artists and designers everywhere. I bought an amazing bracelet made out of old watch faces. It must have been nice for me to buy jewellery.
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