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Murals, paintings on walls, is something you see a lot in the Mission. Some are part of the business within the house, and others are more grafitti-like. Me, being the street art fan that I am, let my camera go wild.                       The largest muralContinue reading “Chapter 276: Murals of the Mission”

The sixth and last stop on my photographical tour of San Francisco: the Mission District. This was the first neighbourhood that we came to, Hanna and me, when we first arrived in San Francisco – and it went straight into our hearts. This is where all the murals are, the odd stores, the rough andContinue reading “Chapter 275: The Mission District”

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 gingerContinue reading “Chapter 274: Castro”

The fourth stop on my photographic tour of San Francisco: Haight-Ashbury. This is where the hippie movement started back in the day. The houses are decorated like nothing I’ve ever seen before, giving the area the strange mix of super beautiful and fancy houses and leftover hippies playing guitar on the street corners. There areContinue reading “Chapter 273: Haight-Ashbury”

The third stop on my photographic tour of San Francisco: Russian Hill. This is one of all the hills in San Francisco with fancy residential buildings. According to my guidebook, it’s the steepest.     This is where you find Lombard street, the most winding road in the United States.   It’s become one ofContinue reading “Chapter 272: Russian Hill”

The second stop of my photographical tour of San Francisco: Chinatown. It seems like every major city in North America has to have a Chinatown, and most of them look exactly the same. Still, it’s kitsch, and who doesn’t love kitsch? The obligatory gate. Not as pretty as in Victoria, not as big as inContinue reading “Chapter 271: Chinatown”

Now we’ve almost reached the end of my days in San Francisco. So, please let me give you a photographical tour of the city neighbourhoods. First stop: the genereic downtown. The least San Franciscan part of San Francisco.   Union Square.   Market Street.   Market Street.   The Apple store.   City Hall, theContinue reading “Chapter 270: The generic downtown”

July: Of course, I visited the Public Library in San Francisco too. It’s situated in the Civic Center, facing the impressive City Hall, but the library building in itself was nothing special to look at.     It was a bit better from the inside, but still, nothing compared to Seattle. Not by a longContinue reading “Chapter 269: The San Francisco Public Library”

17/7: My mother Marja arrived in San Francisco on Monday afternoon, almost one day late due to broken airplanes and lost pilots. But, she finally arrived and on Tuesday morning, we jumped on the vintage trolley from mom’s Union Square hostel to Fisherman’s Wharf. We were going to bike across the Golden Gate Bridge.  Continue reading “Chapter 268: Marja bikes the Golden Gate Bridge”