Sunday, June 7, 2026

San Fran. Paula West. Keys Jazz Bistro. Alcatraz. Lombard Street. Fisherman's Wharf. Burritos. Tired Feed. We Trained/Bused into Golden Gate Bridge Land

I'm definitely not mobile like I used to be and climbing up to Lombard Street and walking back down worked up quite a sweat, even if the temperatures were in the lower 60s. That is an incline. Tunga kept saying, it's only one more block. Bastard. And he's like Legolas in Lord of the Rings. I'm glad we turned in the car and trained/bused in, because I can't imagine navigating this traffic with a car (or finding parking). So many people. So much movement. So many hills. Nope. Better on food. 

After walking all day, Tunga said he wanted to go to a Jazz Bar, so we showed up at Keys Jazz Bistro where Paula West was performing. The musicians and her were amazing and even if the cover charge was steep for live music, there I no regret here. Amazing performance and felt blessed to have the experience. There was quite the applause when she sang, "When that man is dead and gone." (you can guess who she is singing about today...it was/is an Irvin Berlin song written about Adolph Hitler, but rethought given the orange ass destroying our nation at every turn). 

A few manhattan's calmed the bones in the feet and I imagine I'll be tired from the climbing on Lombard Street. We also spend much time looking at the Golden Gate Bridge (too foggy and sunny to see it fully) and Alcatraz). 

Not sure what we'll do today, because the hotel we booked isn't the greatest. Looked wonderful online, but when we opened our doors and saw our mattresses were on the floor and there was nowhere to put our things, we realized San Fran is out of its frickn' mind with these prices. We hope to relocate elsewhere today, but we need a place to sit and plan.

Love visiting major cities but soon conclude there's no way I would ever want to live on top of so many others all the time. Great to visit such locations, but I like my green, the freedom of roads that don't climb straight up and down, and not having that layer of dirt hit ya as soon as you get outside. 

But the view of the city and from the water was/is simply outstanding. 

San Fran. Paula West. Keys Jazz Bistro. Alcatraz. Lombard Street. Fisherman's Wharf. Burritos. Tired Feed. We Trained/Bused into Golden Gate Bridge Land

I'm definitely not mobile like I used to be and climbing up to Lombard Street and walking back down worked up quite a sweat, even if the...