The fifth stop on my photographical tour of San Francisco: Castro. The gay neighbourhood of the city.
The view of the Mission from above.
The heart of Castro lies in the intersection of Castro street, Market street and 17th.
On a sunny day, you are guaranteed to meet at least two ginger bread sun burned, middle aged nudist men. Like the guy on the left. Completely naked. In Castro, this is nothing out of the ordinary.
From Castro, you can take one of the vintage trolleys that runs all the way along Market street down to the Embarcadero and Fisherman’s Warf.
The trolleys were from all over the United States. Bright yellow from Los Angeles. Or this beautifully green from San Diego. Ride and relax. So cool.






