MEL ✈️ AKL ✈️ SFO

We departed from Melbourne to San Francisco, via a connecting flight in Auckland, New Zealand.

NZ124
Air New Zealand
MEL
11:45am
AKL
5:15pm
NZ8
Air New Zealand
AKL
7:15pm
SFO
12:15pm
To auckland Arrival flight
Plane shot Yoshis island

13 hours later, we finally landed. After what felt like a long time, we were finally off the plane on solid ground, lining up for customs.

Welcome to sfo Brett airport
Irwin customs At customs

Eventually we cleared customs, and — once we got our bearings — we headed for downtown San Francisco using the BART.

Bart

As we drew away from the airport, we got our first view of San Francisco proper. It’s remarkable how different small details appeared — from the quality of the air and atmosphere, to the buildings and trees…

Bart sfo
Bart roads Bart inside

A little while later we arrived in downtown San Francisco. As we stepped out of the station, we were approached by a man who asked where we were headed — turns out a group of people carrying luggage makes you stick out a little.

We told him we were heading for Amsterdam Hostel, and he pulled out a map and drew us a route, cautioning us to avoid certain streets.

We thanked and tipped him (luckily Richard already had some US dollary-doos), and set off according to his instructions on the map.

Arriving downtown To the hostel Butcher photo
Map Welstin st francis

We headed down Sutter street, and turned right onto Taylor street, where we finally approached Amsterdam hostel.

Amsterdam Hostel
749 Taylor St, San Francisco
22 Jul
Check in
25 Jul
Check out
★ ★

After a bit of a wait in reception (waiting becoming a key theme of travel), we made our way up to our room on the second floor. Up a narrow woodens staircase…

Amsterdam lobby office
Amsterdam computers

After doing the essentially compulsive checking of Facebook on Hostel WiFi, we decided to venture our and walk around San Franscisco.

The first thing that was immediately apparent was how jarring it was walking and keeping an eye on cars which were driving on the other side of the road.

As we walked, we decided on our first goal; to get American SIM cards for cellular data and calls.

Walking around
Brett sim
Downtown
Urban funk machine

It was fast approaching dinner time, and we were really struggling with the paradox of choice. With the help of Google, we eventually headed for an Indian Restaurant, Little Delhi.

Little Delhi
83 Eddy St, San Francisco
$$
Price
Indian
Cuisine
★ ★ ★ ★

The food was excellent and the service top notch. However, when it came time to pay, things got a little awkward.

We still weren’t quite sure of the tip and tax situation, and we ended up separately paying tips separately, which we think resulted in paying them less overall. We felt particularly bad afterwards, given how attentive their service was…

After dinner, we stopped in at 7 Eleven on the way back to our Hostel for some American treats.

7 Eleven
527 Sutter St, San Francisco
Convenience
Store

We returned to our hostel and turned in for the night.

Morning

The next morning, we set off north, towards Fishermans Wharf, interested in checking out some of the scenes from Tommy Wiseau’s cult classic, The Room.

And the touristy thing of taking plenty of photos…

Tram passengers
Fern wall
Tram
Sacramento
Being tourists
Filbert

We reached Fishermans Wharf, and took a wander round the local area…

Fishermans wharf

At Butcher’s request, we took a detour to visit a location Google informed us was a filming location for The Room.

As we came upon the street, we should have been able to spot it a mile away…

Tommy Wiseau immortalised, staring down on the street.
Spy shop

Below the giant poster (and jeans, bit of a story…), sat a spy shop, and to its right, a pizzeria that was location used for an infamous scene.

Getting a bit hungry now, we circled the block back towards Fisherman’s Wharf, again feeling overloaded with choice about what to have for our first lunch in America…

When we spotted a beacon of garish red…

I learned much later it had only just opened.
Applebees

We stepped inside from the ground floor, amused by the option of taking an elevator up to the actual restaurant.

We decided to use the stairs, since we had the option.

Applebee’s
2770 Taylor St, San Francisco
$$
Price
Bar & Grill
Cuisine
★ ★

We took a seat, and poured over the plentiful (and rather greasy) options…

Applebees before butcher
Applebees before
Before the meal...
Applebees richard
Applebees napkin
Applebees after brett
Applebees after butcher
Applebees after irwin
... And after.

After walking our lunch off at Ripley’s Believe it Or Not Museum, we headed back towards the hostel to meet up with Jared — who had flown to America slightly later.

Heading to lombard 1
Heading to lombard 2

On the way back, we ascended a steep street to check out Lombard street.

Lombard down
Lombard bottom
Lombard portrait
Lombard wide
Lombard side

We had provided Jared instructions while he was on Airport Wifi to get to downtown San Francisco and where to pick up a Cellular Sim.

Knowing he was on his way, we decided to meet him en route to the hostel. It was a jarring (and relieving) to see a familiar face in a foreign country, as Jared strolled up to us on Powell street.

Jared rendezvous
✅ Jared has joined your party.

After Jared had settled in at the hostel, we decided to head south towards the shopping district, and our very first GameStop.

Shops
Shops gamestop

What can I say? Shops are pretty similar everywhere. But this mall did have kind of cool circular escalators, and the GameStop did have a neat Bioshock display.

Anyway, after a bit of city trekking, we decided to stop in somewhere for dinner.

We ended up at Café Mason, which did homely American cuisine — good garlic bread and gnocci.

Café Mason
320 Mason St, San Francisco
$$
Price
American
Cuisine
★ ★ ★

The next morning, Jared, Butcher and I set off early to look for some throat lozenges for Jared, who was feeling a bit under the weather after the flight.

When we returned, we decided to head East and check out where we’d be headed for the greyhound coach the following day, to get to Los Angeles.

We walked East through the finance district.

Nob hill
Grant
Skyline
Group panorama

After we scoped out the Greyhounds station, we headed North East and reached Cupid’s Span.

It’s probably impossible for tourists to not take several dozen photos and panoramas of it. So without further ado…

Cupid panorama two
Cupid
Guardian fireboat

Afterwards, we headed north, back towards Fisherman’s Wharf, catching a Tram; incidentally named after Melbourne, Australia.

F line

Back in Fisherman’s Wharf and now quite hungry, we decided to hit up Hard Rock Café.

Hard Rock Café
Pier 39, Beach St #256, San Francisco
$$
Price
American
Cuisine
★ ★ ★ ★
Inside hard rock
Hardrock menu
Hardrock burger
Hardrock drink
They don’t mess around with their serving sizes...

After our rather heavy lunch, we wandered around Fisherman’s Wharf.

Giant enemy crab
Wharf
Wharf flags
Van
Basketball
Street
Fire station
Street view

Finally, it was time to hire some bikes and ride across the Golden Gate Bridge.

Bike panorama

Riding amongst the traffic in San Francisco near Fisherman’s Wharf was surprisingly easy.

Apparently San Francisco drivers were a bit more patient with tourists and cyclists than we’re accustomed to back in Perth.

Chilling in front of Alcatraz
Alcatraz
Bike richard
Bike ride

We followed our nose…

Bike directions

After a short ride, the Golden Gate bridge loomed in to view…

Bridge panorama alt

Or, as much as it does when its shrouded in its characteristic fog.

Bridge under
Bridge butcher
Bridge brett
Bridge view
Bridge boat

We stopped and grouped up to admire the partially–fog–obscured view…

Bridge panorama view

We then continued riding North, towards Sausalito. It was approaching sunset, and the ride to the Sausalito Ferry was very pleasant.

Island
Ferry

It looked like a quaint European town (or at least what I imagine one to look like). Unfortunately, we didn’t have any time to stop, as we had a ferry to catch, and some hire bikes to return…

On board the ferry, we perked up with some coffee and — in the case of Richard and I — White Russians.

Boat view
Boat drinks

The return home was a blur of exhaustion and stress to return the hire bikes in time…


Some time much later we emerged — stiff, sore, and feeling a little worse for wear — in search of some San Francisco pizza-y sustenance…

Piraat Pizzeria & Rotisserie
696 Sutter St, San Francisco
$
Price
Pizza
Cuisine
★ ★ ★ ★
Pizza butcher
Pizza jared irwin

We returned to the hostel to eat, and then groggily went to bed.


The next morning we awoke, all a little exhausted from the previous day.

Before we knew it, our bags were packed, and we were checking out and walking to the Greyhound terminal…

Morning
Walking

After a short wait, we boarded the greyhound bus, headed for Los Angeles…

Greyhound
on to Los Angeles...