Hello!
So my time in San Francisco is coming to an end. A little sad because it's such a great city but also excited for the next leg on this trip! I should mention now the Super Fags are spending some time apart. Justin is staying in San Fran for a little while longer and I'm heading North to colder pastures.
This week was kind of quiet but definitely ended in a bang, literally. We had a few subdued days after Pride to regroup and rest. Eventually I did venture out of the house and walked down to
the Ferry Building on a hunt for Coit Tower. This tower was constructed in the 30s and was commissioned by a Mrs. Coit to beautify the city that she loved. It sits on top of Telegraph Hill and it one of SF's most recognisable landmarks. She was involved in someway with the fire department and some think the tower is designed to look like the end of a fireman's hose. I approached the hill from the bay and had to scale a whole lot of wooden steps up what is pretty much a cliff face. It was a big climb but the views are really pretty and so are the gardens you pass through. The walk is lined by people's houses and their gardens and it's all very green. Up top the view is spectacular and the tower is very impressive. Inside the walls are decorated with murals depicting the working class of the 30s, i think. There was a massive queue to go up to the top so i by passed it but it was well worth the hike up the stairs to see the views.
That was Friday, on Saturday Justin, Wes and I headed to the Fillmore Jazz Street Festival. This massive street party that ran probably ten blocks or more down Fillmore Street. There were heaps of people, food and market stalls and a number of stages with awesome jazz musicians playing. We walked up and down the street, handed out some flyers just for fun, and I ate some awesome burnt meat on a stick and drank lemonade. That afternoon Justin and I went down to Golden Gate park. Probably one of the busiest and biggest parks in the city. We parked ourselves on 'Hippie Hill,' and chilled in the sun. On the path at the base of the hill a whole bunch of guys bring drums and instruments (apparently everyday) and jam. Very cool. There were people dancing and hula-hooping and it was a very neat collection of subcultures.
Sunday was Independence Day (just like in the movie). Once again we took beers to Dolores Park to show our patriotism. Then we headed to Home, a restaurant on Market St that
specialises in comfort food and we shared a burger and drank a bit more. We were invited to a house party complete with hotdogs which was fun but it started getting cold, as it does here, so we headed home to rug up and headed back to Dolores park and camped out to watch the fireworks. Unfortunately just in the afternoon a huge fog rolled in and we could see anything of the big city fireworks that happen out on the bay but there were plenty happening all over the city and some in the park, that were pretty spectacular. It was a nice way to finish my time in San Fran.So today i'm packing and organising things for tomorrow. I'll be catching a train up the West coast heading to Seattle! It's a 23 hour ride which means i get a whole night to sleep on the train and should see some great scenery. Very excited about Seattle! I'm sure you'll get to read about it.
Happy 4th!
Josh and Justin...
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