Arrived in downtown Mission District yesterday and the first thing that struck us as we got off the underground train that it was ffffffreezing....Not something you think of for San Francisco but there you are. The ways the locals talk about it is that it is just like Melbourne. The Mission district is an interesting mix of the very poor and run down areas with lots of homeless and the very hip and happening funky bars,eateries and shops and also stunning houses. We are surprised at the long queues for what must obviously be the latest hip joint. Today we headed off up the hill for a great tour on the establishment of San Francisco in the district of Nob Hill. There are tours run by local volunteers who have an incredible love and history of the district. Ended the day in a very stylish Italian restaurant where we stumbled across the most delicious proscuitto ever and there was no queue! Mary has also found the home of strawberries quite by accident. You know how we say 'remember when xxxx tasted like they did' well the strawbs were in that mould, stunning flavour.
In the midst of all of this my phone died so got acquainted with some lovely young people at the apple shop who told me I needed a new battery. Left it there for an hour and came back with a phone with a new battery but the home button stuffed. It was like going into hospital with a broken leg( that the hospital had stuffed up in the first I place) and then to find out they had broken my arm as well. They promised to get me a brand new phone but not until later in the week and put a work around on my phone in the meantime. Was I happy with this solution they asked....wrong question !
Anyway left the store with a lame iphone only to have it die on the way home with no chance of resusatation. So will be out of contact for a few days by phone.
Now off to rest the weary bones from a day climbing great heights.
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