Travel Diary Day 3 Meet the Hippies!

Awaking up at 9am for a day of fun an frivolity in a brand new city is awesome! Unless you spent till 3am drinking, then it is not as much fun as it sounds... But we carried on anyways deciding to hit up Fishermans wharf and other such stereotypical tourist sites...

After catching a bus we came across Fishermans Wharf which is basically Mecca for fat tourists. We walked along most of the piers and boy did I pay for it... Even my Blisters had blisters... Walking through Chinatown was an effort.. So many people on the sidewalk! Everyone was packed in trying to buy fruit and whatever else was availble on the sidewalk! It was freaking nuts!

But whilst drinking last night we heard talk of a free concert off in Golden gate park. Now if Fishermans wharf is Mecca for tourists then this was mecca for smelly unwashed hippies. There was thousands of them!! There were more people than I have ever seen gathered in 1 place at one time! It was freaking epic! We forced our way to the nearest stage (banjo stage) and Al got himself yelled at by a woman for smoking despite the fact we were outdoors and she was like 10 people away but the smoke was getting to her so much she nearly died of a coughing fit...

So we sat down at the stage! Literally sat down at the stage! All of us! Thousands of people sitting down to watch Joan Bayez! (she played at Woodstock! Be impressed!)

By this stage it was a bit later on so we managed to figure out the bus route home and rested for a bit...

That night Al had recommended (via his copy of Lonely planet) that a great place in San Fran to go and drink was South Market St... There was nothing there! So we tried again this time catching a train down to Mission St. This was a bit better with lots of what they call "dive" bars. A "dive" bar is pretty much what you see on American TV. 1 Bar with lots of people standing around... These were exactly the same filled with people who wanted nothing to do with us...

Unfortunately we did not realize that the trains stopped at 2am. So we were forced to walk basically the distance of Osborne Park to Northbridge... It was harsh.

-Makin-