Painted ladies, palaces, Crissy Field, and the dinner debacle

After we were done at Golden Gate Park, we decided that we would try and find Alamo Square. Scott really wanted to photograph some of the houses in the area, so we decided to humor him. We parked a couple of blocks away because we couldn’t find any parking closer to it. At Alamo Square there is a row of houses called “Postcard Row” or the “Painted Ladies” but most of you probably know them from the intro to Full House. Scott stopped to take some pictures while the normal folks went to play in the playground.

This was one of the better playgrounds, and Milo had a fun time. They have two sets of equipment. One set designated for children ages 2-5 and one set designated for children ages 5-12. Milo decided that the big playground equipment would be a lot more fun. He liked going down the slides. Monica liked the playground because it had a fence to keep the kids in. We walked around the square a little more to see some other really cool houses. It was starting to get windy and we were running out of time and wanted to see some other things. Despite the fact that Scott wanted to take more photographs we moved on…

Painted Ladies

Another house

This is a communications tower called Sutro Tower that a guy from Scott’s work likes. Scott was looking for it and finally found a good spot to get a token photo of it. Cool huh! It is this industrial tower on the San Francisco skyline. It just seems to fit and not fit at the same time.
Sutro Tower

Our next destination was the Palace of Fine Arts. It is a building that was built for the World Fair in 1915. Scott’s Grandma knew about it because her mother had a picture of it hanging on her wall. She wanted to go see it. The ride from Alamo Square to the Palace of Fine Arts turned out to be an interesting one. We found out first hand how steep the hills can be in San Francisco. Nothing like going over the top of a hill and not being able to see the road. What a great experience…or something like that. The Palace of Fine Arts was very beautiful. Scott enjoyed it because the light was soft and beautiful. We were too late in the day to be able to go into the museum. Maybe we’ll have to do that another trip…

Palace of Fine Arts

Palace of Fine Arts

Palace of Fine Arts

We then decided to see what the Presidio was all about. We ended up down by the coast on the Army base called Crissy Field. It isn’t far from Fisherman’s Wharf. We found that there is some grass down there and a breathtaking view of Golden Gate Bridge. It was so nice that you could actually see the whole bridge. Monica was happy to see the bridge without fog. We didn’t get to spend nearly enough time there, but we will certainly go there again (we are saying that a lot and our time is short…hmm…hmm…)

Golden Gate Bridge

We finished up there and decided that we were hungry. Scott had looked for a few restaurants, but they were in a different part of the city. After some debate, we decided that we’d go to this restaurant back by Alamo Square. We made the somewhat long trek back across the city, and after a bit of searching, found a parking spot not too far away from the restaurant. When we got to the restaurant, we learned that it is a very tiny restaurant. It was unclear to us what whether we were supposed to wait for someone to help us or if we just sat down. No one came up to us immediately, and we were hungry. We spotted a small table in the corner and decided to squish into the space available. It was at that point that the host came over to us and asked if we had reservations. We of course said, “No.” He said that he’d have to get us a bigger table and when he checked availability told us it would be about an hours wait. We learned our lesson, felt pretty silly, and left. We decided to head back toward Mountain View and if we saw something that sounded good along the way, we’d stop. Needless to say we ended up coming back to Mountain View and grabbed some burritos. It was good. Not what we had expected to have happen, but good.

Milo had fallen sleep on the way home and was so tired that he slept on Scott’s lap through dinner and didn’t even wake up when we got home. He was very tired. He tends to be that way after we go on our Saturday adventures….

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