Streets 
            of San Francisco 
          
          
 
          
 
          
 
          
 
          
 
          
 
          
 
          
 
          
Sorry 
            about that title, hard to resist. The city and suburban architecture 
            is quite unique. There is a 
            Spanish and Mexican influence to be found in many street scapes, the 
            one below, Union Street, is as
            pretty as it is exclusive. We were on our way to the Presidio and 
            had found our way to "Cow Hollow".
            For Melbournians that is like High Street Armadale. 
            Little turrets and spires are peppered amongst
            the tarred flat top roofs, each pristine home 
            or shop 
            painted in its own gelato pastel making the scene
             
            look good enough to eat. 
            We 
            saw some 
            homes being renovated, completely stripped of an outer stucco or timber 
            cladding their "bones" are 
            soft 
            wood, 
            box frames which in part are then covered in a "skin" of 
            masonite sheeting. The soft woods were 
            obviously 
            rotten 
            to the frame, it looked very expensive, some were being re-stucco'ed 
            with a decorative outer skin. 
            Cable cars exist to trundle tourists up and down the steep streets 
            to and from particular sights. However, we 
            
             
            actually 
            chose to 
            walk the streets and really enjoyed it, I may have had to walk backwards 
            up a few but
            I still enjoyed it. These streets are insanely steep in some areas 
            and a photograph simply can't capture it.
            Lombard Street, below must get thousands of visitors to it in the 
            brief time we were there around 50 turned up.
            A slightly weird behavior of the San Francisco fire department was 
            to run their trucks around alarms 
            blaring 
            
            (and 
            I mean alarms 
            there were two types), and horn hysterically bleating, but there were 
            no fires or any other
            emergency it seemed. We caught the news every night and every night, 
            nothing. Exercises? Perhaps. We stayed
            at the Halcyon Hotel in Union Square and found it to be a bit of a 
            bargain. The manager was very nice and lived in.
            It seemed a few occupants were really residents too, but with only 
            the occasional brief disgusting sound made 
            by 
            our neighbor 
            when he arrived home at night (I still have no idea what he was doing) 
            we heard and saw
            no one else, and the place was full. See 
            the last photo below right. We 
            stayed on the 4th floor, our window 
            faced the street so we did experience some street noise, which was 
            not too hard to block with ear plugs (never 
            leave 
            home 
            without them). The hardest thing to block was the light pollution, 
            we left feedback that the 
            curtaining 
            could 
            be improved. 
            
          
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            © lee-anne raymond