It may come as a surprise to some of you, but, um, I like predictability. The stable things in life. Change and I do not get along. Case in point, I have problems riding a public bus by myself because I am not in control of what is going on. That bus could take me to Timbuktu for all I know, and I have a very real fear of the uncertainty involved in that situation, something I am slowly but surely trying to overcome.
That said, I have just booked myself and Daniel a round-trip flight to San Francisco over Labor Day weekend.
We don’t yet know where we are going to stay, or what we are going to do while we are there (except go to Ritual Coffee Roasters – one guess whose idea that was?) but I’m sure it will turn out to be fun. Just as soon as we know where we are going to sleep.
Anybody who has recommendations on what we should do on our 3-ish days in “The City” without a car, please for the love of god let me know. I need some sort of plan. Otherwise I fear I may end up cowering in the corner of my hostel room all weekend.
Ahh ha ha, I jest. Seriously though, what should we do? We are looking into two different hostels as a lodging possibility, both of which are downtown-ish (i.e., not by the airport) and we are relying on public transit and our own selves as transportation. (ETA: We’ll be staying in the Mission District, wherever that is.)
(To Elea: Bowling? Coffee?)
(To Melissa: The way there, we are on a Boeing 737-500, and the way back we’re on a Boeing 757-200. This means nothing to me but I’m sure it makes sense to you. )