Second, we were off to Haight Ashbury. Walking up and down Haight Street after a while, one gets to feel it’s a bit like Las Vegas. Overwhelming and glitzy from the main street, hiding something depressing behind it.
It is also weird seeing young people in their late teens and early 20s dressed up as hippies. The streets contain vintage clothes, tattoo parlours, cannabis stores and restaurants.
It was interesting to see these two signs. One was announcing a building not up to earthquake standards, and the second in a relatively small park announcing that coyotes are in the area.
San Francisco Iconic Castro
Third, we made our way to Castro, the gay district in San Francisco. In my opinion, it wasn’t awe-inspiring, but we had a wonderful Affogato. I’m sure Castro has an exciting nightlife and is full of gay men, but . . .
We ended the day heading home on a trolley with the lights from downtown in front of us.
