Getting Lost

I'm still getting a grip on the city, especially the deceptive temperature and the fashion.

One thing about New York: when the sun shines (in summer) it's hot.  I cannot yet say that with confidence for San Francisco.  

This morning I ate breakfast in a Starbucks around the corner from my hotel and began reading Bram Stoker's Dracula.  Not a cheerful read, but perhaps slightly appropriate, for similar to the main character, I am venturing forward into a foreign land, although I am not about to become guest and servant to an ancient vampire.  After breakfast (blueberry scones and tea) I decided to walk around.  I'm not sure if I planned to get lost, but lost is what I got.  It was actually a lot of fun though.  I walked up a really, REALLY steep street, hung out inside a cathedral, snapping photos along the way, ate lunch at an Indian buffet restaurant and continued on.  I walked to City Hall, and then backtracked a bit and found my way to the hotel.  

This evening is not really planned, probably dinner and I might see a movie.  

However, I am happy to report that tomorrow will be dreadfully exciting.  My one San Francisco contact, who recently moved back to New York, gave me some awesome tips on spots to check out.  Therefore, tomorrow will be spent at the SFMoMA, purchasing chicken burritos, eating ice cream and perhaps getting lost again.

The best is yet to come.

- paul