Emma lives in the Mission, the part of SF that's full of bold color, spices (Taqueria) and decadent coffee (Philz Coffee). We had a burrito every day that we were there. Put your Chipotle to the side and take a bite of one of these! Boiled chicken is greater than grilled chicken and Super burrito with sour cream, guacamole, and black beans is really the only way to go.Definitely shout out to El Farolito for supplying us with those tasty burritos. Along with the rich culture of the Mission district was an amusing Fortune Teller who tells fortunes by responding to written messages. We decided the one to the right was a sign for great things to come.
Day two in San Francisco was a day of wandering. From Phil's apartment, we journeyed to Alamo Park where we could see the famous "painted ladies" or the "Full House" houses. After visiting Belli, Jake, Stillman, and Tristan's apartment, Mai and I began what turned to out to be a 10 mile 4 hour journey through Golden Gate Park, down Haight Street (while of course stopping to visit its plentiful head shops) and all the way back to Emma's apartment in the Mission. I think my calves still hurt. Later that night we also walked over to Castro street to admire it in all its glory.
After one last burrito on Sunday we grabbed our bags and took the trusty BART back to SFO, where Mai's Uncle Joe, the man responsible for getting us the affordable airfare, met us and informed us we'd be flying first to Los Angeles airport and then to Sydney. After about a six hour wait in LAX it was "Bye-bye!" America and "Hello!".... 14 hours of Pacific Ocean?
***A HUGE thank you to Emma, Phil, Belli, Stillman, Tristan, and Jake for keeping us entertained and sheltered.
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