Day 2: The Mission District

SATURDAY, 2:30 a.m. – Multicolor Christmas lights glow on the cieling of the car, and the driver is reaching for the radio to turn up the Tony Toni Tone. Friends are laughing and singing in the back seat, and everyone’s sobriety is a bit in question: I can’t think of a better place to end a night than in this disco of a taxicab.

But let’s back up, and start from the beginning.

The morning of day two in San Francisco was spent strolling the beach at Crissy Field, squishing warm sand between our toes while taking in Golden Gate scenery and sea spray. Crissy Field is in a rich part of town called the Marina District – a lovely neighborhood with multi-million dollar bayside homes – and so there were plenty of Starbucks-sipping moms out walking froo-froo. But it’s a great place to go run, bike, or just sit and collect your mind.

Afterwards we headed back to Hayes and had brunch – which for me consisted of a fatty burger with cheddar and avocado – at Flipper’s restaurant. We dined in the back garden since the day was warming up, and took our time munching and catching up with our friend Danielle.

Then we scooted up to the Mission District. The main drag in the Mission is Valencia, and most of the shops, restaurants and cafes are located between 15th & 20th. We stumbled upon a number of little treasures – a fully-loaded bike shop, a store focusing on high quality denim (read: $$$$!), and a trendy-cute stationary/clothing/literature/art shop. And we can’t forget 826 Valencia – ostensibly a pirate supply store that fronts a creative writing workshop started by author Dave Eggers.

After sufficient poking around, we trekked back to the apartment for major napping – which didn’t really happen because we thought we’d all fall asleep while watching High Fidelity, which is really too good not to watch.

Dinner was order-in pizza and Pacifico beer. After Danielle, her roomates, Janice and I had filled our bellies and primped (for me, this involved putting on a hoodie), we shot up to the North Beach in an impatient cab and got out at Mojito Cafe, where the live band was playing latin music wonderful enough to melt away my white-boy-can’t-dance self conciousness. A few drinks later and some more dancing and we were off…to the mall?

That’s right, 1:00 a.m. and we we’re off to the top level of a mall on Market St., where a restaurant called Straits had turned itself into a dance party. We weren’t about to pay the $10 cover, and it was lucky that Danielle is friends with the bartender (he sneaked us in through a fishy-smelling back hallway). More dancing, more vodka, and the night pounded forward…

Which brings us to the disco cab ride – and what a ride it was.

Next post – Day 3: The Haight, Berkely
Today’s Agenda: Japantown

Sorry for the lack of photos – forgot my connector cable and haven’t found the time to track one down. Expect a full set on my return.


1 Response to “Day 2: The Mission District”

  1. 1 JunkThief May 31, 2007 at 10:25 pm

    It was good to read your take on our part of San Francisco and our “Main Street,” Valencia. I write a lot about the neighborhood on my blog JunkThief.

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