It’s been a looong day, but I’m in San Francisco!
After getting out of bed at 4 a.m. ET to catch a 7:15 flight out of JFK…I’ve had quite a day already and I’m trying to stay awake a few more hours to help with the time zone change.
A few comments on my first day:
- I’m an idiot. Looking at the map, the walk from the Powell St. BART station to my hotel looked like "only ten blocks" which isn’t much of anything in NYC. So I decided to walk instead of taking a cab. Let’s just say that Nob Hill (where I’m staying) seems like more of a mountain than a hill when you’re lugging your laptop, luggage and half a case of wine. At least I won’t have to use the work out room.
- What’s up with all of the Subway restaurants? In my lengthy walking travels today, I bet I saw at least seven or eight of them.
- I walked down to the Ferry Building. What a place…it’s like a mall for foodies. I ended up eating duck confit tacos with mango salsa, shredded cabbage and jalapeno-cilantro sour cream at Taylor’s Refresher. They were pretty tasty, but the star of the meal was the blueberry milkshake.
- I also stopped by Ferry Plaza Wine Merchants. I probably would have bought more than the one bottle of local zin if I didn’t know I was walking back up the hill.
Nena and I will definitely be going back to the Ferry Building after she arrives Saturday. Between the fresh bread, cheese, produce…it seems the perfect place to go to stock up for a picnic.