Been very lazy reporting travel bits lately (where “lately” covers approximately last fourteen months).
Went to San Francisco last spring for the second and last MeeGo Conference. Of which the less said, the better. Such a bitter occasion. And probably the one where I’ve felt most out of place. Did survive the presentation without boos or rotten vegetable-treatmemnt. Did not have much of an audience, either.
Did things that you’re supposed to do in the city by the bay:
- Was really jetlagged.
- Saw Golden Gate from both sides of the bridge.
- Visited Fisherman’s Wharf and shopped like a tourist does.
- Ate plenty of seafood.
- Drank plenty of Anchor Steam.
- Was dismayed that there are no bookstores in the city (apart from City Lights).
- Walked a lot.
- Forgot how steep and common the hills are.
- Rode a cable car.
Still one of my favorite cities, and I certainly hope to be back after a shorter interval than was between the two trips (six years and change).
(Yeah, I did publish a preamble of a day-by-day treatment, but that, unpredictably didn’t really go anywhere).