I got up at 4:30 AM, finished packing, and drove to a remote lot at MSP. My flight was packed full, but on time. I slept for the first hour or so, and then worked on my laptop the rest of the time.
I got into SFO at around 9:30 AM, claimed my checked bag, and caught the BART into San Francisco. I got off at the Powell Street Station, where some confusion ensued about what I should be catching next. It turns out that
Transit511 could have been a little clearer that the Powell-Mason line was a cable car, not a regular MUNI route. Once I sorted that out, I figured out that my best option was a bus a few blocks away - something I should have known, since I've taken that bus almost every time I've gone to San Francisco.
On the plus side, the bus goes through Chinatown, and it is fun to watch the hustle and bustle and shops full of weird fruit and weird meat hanging from the ceiling as you're riding through there. I got off in North Beach, and walked to Brian's dad's office, where I'd be leaving my luggage while I adventured in the city. I chatted with Brian's dad, Lance, for a few minutes and he offered to loan me a book,
Stairway Walks in San Francisco. The walk in North Beach hit all of the places I wanted to see, plus some others, and had a bunch of neat historical facts, so I gladly took him up on it. He also recommended a sushi place just down the street for lunch. I went to get fueled up for my walk, and ordered what felt like way too much food when it actually came. It was all *so* *good* though, some of the best sushi I've had in ages, and I was able to finish with no problem. It's just as well, because there was a lot of uphill walking in my immediate future.
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