I did a girls' trip to San Francisco with my best college roommate and friend of 20+ years this past weekend. It was my ninth trip to the city and her first. We decided to forgo renting a car and use pubic transit and shoe leather. The public transit was easier than I expected especially with Google Maps on my phone.
The flight into SFO was eventful in that my friend passed out on the plane and I couldn't get her to wake up and when I felt her face she was clammy. That revelation prompted me to push the call button which set all sorts of things in motion. Fortunately my friend rallied as they were putting the oxygen mask over her face. There was a Dr on the flight that assisted and EMT's escorted her off the plane. They did a brief assessment and finding nothing we went on our way after signing multiple documents for the airlines and EMT's.
We took BART from the airport to the city. The exit was right at the doorsteps of our hotel, The Palace Hotel. I was thrilled to be staying at such a beautiful historic hotel. We checked in and were back out the door to find a late lunch and explore.
For lunch we found a Vietnamese restaurant and I ordered soup and tea. They were out of black tea and the woman at the counter suggested Thai tea as a substitute. I was expecting something similar to a normal ice tea but got an orange thick drink instead with several black round balls at the bottom that looked similar to rabbit droppings. It was good, but not what I was expecting and it took a while to get used to and helped if I didn't look at it.

On Thursdays the SFMOMA is open late so we walked around the corner to the museum and began to explore the museum. Modern Art is interesting. I can appreciate most of it, but only really like about half of it or less. Having just watched the movie "The Invention of Lying" with Marc I thought it would have been hysterical to have had a movie scene shot in such a museum and have the actors discuss the art truthfully. There was one incredible exhibit that I really liked and that was
Ewan Gibbs' drawings of various San Francisco scenes that he made with minuscule circles or slashes. They were really remarkable.
One of the things we lucked into when planning our visit was "Dine About Town" where several for the nicer restaurants offered three course dinners for $35 and two of the ones we went to had wine pairings with dinner. This was a glorious gluttonous find that really made the trip over the top. We chose restaurants within walking distance of the hotel, so we dined at XYZ, One Market and The Waterfront.
On Friday we were up early and had breakfast before setting off on a walking tour of Chinatown. I found the book "Walking San Francisco" at the library and it was a great book although following the tour backwards because of our starting point did complicate things a touch when alleys weren't labels from the direction we were approaching, but Google Maps came in handy. We did stick out in Chinatown, especially carrying at tour book, but I don't think the book made that much of a difference. At the conclusion of our tour we ate dim sum and then contemplated our next adventure.
We walked through North Beach to Washington Square Park and started a walking tour of Telegraph Hill. The title of the walk is "Scaling the Stairways' to Paradise. The walk was labeled as strenuous and I skimmed the book and it didn't seem like that big of deal. We climbed Telegraph Hill and the view from Coit Tower was incredible. I think there is a picture of my husband there when he was a little kid but I have to confirm that. We then climbed down the Greenwich Steps and there was a lovely garden where we stopped and watched the parrots. At the bottom of the hill the book then instructed us that "is should be instantly obvious that you have your work cut out of you"- that's right we were supposed to climb back up the hill we had just climbed down. My friend would have none of it and refused. So instead of making it to the finish and connecting with the North Beach Bar Crawl walk back to the hotel we took the low ground and walked along the Embarcadero which provided us with a way to get to the start of the cable car line at Market and Drumm. We rode the cable car up and down the California line getting off in Chinatown to stop at some of the shops that had been closed when we first walked by. I got Paige a pink kimono with butterflies and Ken a little battery operated lantern. We got caught in the rain and I was a drowned rat by the time we got back to the hotel.
On Saturday we took the 38L bus out to the Legion of Honor and got to view the Golden Gate Bridge from the other side. The Legion of Honor was incredible. They had a traveling exhibit of Cartier Jewelry which was amazing. Grace Kelly's diamond necklace was my favorite piece. The other exhibits were amazing and the collection of Rodin's was unique in that it had both plasters and bronzes.Hunger pains and sore eyes from actually being able to read the labels without kids in tow, we eventually left to seek out a late lunch at a nearby Mexican restaurant about 3pm.
Later we met up with my friend's brother who lives in SF and leisurely walked towards our dinner destination. There was a full moon rising over the Bay Bridge that was just amazing and we had a view of it from our dining table where we feasted on lobster.
Sunday morning I went back to St. Mary's Cathedral that we had found on our Chinatown walk for mass. The congregation seemed to be all travelers from somewhere else except for a handful of people. It was a nice mass in a historic setting. The second reading was Love is patient, Love is kind.... and that is what Father Chuck chose to spend his homily on even quoting Shakespeare. I of course prayed that my friend wouldn't faint on the flight home among other things.
After mass we went to breakfast and headed to the airport. Thankfully it was an uneventful flight home. I am reconsidering wearing slip on shoes without socks though after walking barefoot on what felt like sweaty carpet. I was so grossed out that I put hand sanitizer on my feet.
It was a nice get away with a treasured friend where I could do grown up things. Today it was back to carpooling, a play date at the park and plunging an overflowing toilet. Such is the life of being a mom.