San Francisco, Day 1.
We arrive at Dakota Hostel around noon after riding the BART, walked in the wrong direction a little and up hills I have never experienced before in my life.
We begin check-in for room 804.
A brief description of the customer service:
"Unfortunately our elevator is not working, the guy was supposed to come and service it... the maids haven't been able to get their carts upstairs to clean."
"How long will that take?"
Dude at desk shrugs.
"Can you suggest a place to eat?"
"What kind of food do you want? Thai, Vietnamese?"
"Uhh...how about a diner?"
"There's a lot better places to eat than a diner."
The waiter couldn't have been more of a curmudgeon and we sat in sweat until we had the pleasure of whimpering up 8 flights of very twisty and narrow stairs with our luggage.
Here was our view:
After a shower that flooded the bathroom floor we began our journey through Union Square and the Mission.
We wound up at SFMOMA. This is a piece by San Francisco native and a personal favorite Richard Serra in the Rooftop Sculpture Garden. They also had a piece by Alexander Calder and several by Kiki Smith.
So I think this is the Yerba Buena Gardens.
Back towards the hostel:
Chinatown for dinner...
I really should've bought this hat.