My first full day in San Francisco. Perfect weather. Perfect coffee. Perfect vehicles. Perfect views. And a Sunday. No complaints.
So I thought I would pull it all together as a blog post incase anyone wants to repeat my perfect Sunday in San Fran.
To a beautiful morning looking out over the city. I was staying at Parc 55 Wyndham on the 24th floor. Superb view.
Breakfast at Farm:Table
A great little (well tiny) place full of character, serving fresh food, an always changing menu and lovely coffee. A short stroll from the hotel, Farm:Table was the perfect place to read my book and enjoy breakfast on the single, shared wooden table with bench seats. I had a ham and cheese brioche which was crispy on the outside, soft in the middle and mighty tasty.
Catch the cable car
Yep, you feel like a tourist but there is definite joy in that. Stand on the side with the limbs hanging in the fresh air, let out a few woohoos, and take in the views as you go up and down the hilly city. You finish up at Fishermans Wharf the perfect place to switch your transport wheels for a bike.
Are you ready to ride the bridge?
That is the question all the bike hire people ask when you walk past. Cringe yes. But in my full sense of Sunday tourist, I said ‘hell yeah’. Then cruised out of there with a bike that said hire all over it and an extremely sans-cool helmet (which went missing for the photos…).
They give you a map and all. Out along the beach, up and over the Golden Gate Bridge, and down to Sausalito for a panini and iced coffee in the sun. Lovely.
Now that is an impressive tree.
There is an extra hour long detour that takes you out to Old Mill Park which has some of the biggest and oldest trees in the world. A beautiful forest of Redwoods which tower above you making you feel insignificant yet protected, which is confusingly comforting.
An hour on from the forest, through some back streets and along a meandering foreshore bike path is Tiburon. A town full of luxurious weatherboard houses painted seaside pastels. Very sweet. And if I hadn’t have been on a mission to make the 2.30 pm ferry I could have easily sat at one of the restaurants looking back across the water to San Francisco and alcoholically sipped the afternoon away.
A ferrytale ride home
A three hour ride over and a 30 minute ride back for me and my bicycle on the ferry. Great views of Alcatraz, the Golden Gate Bridge and the city as you sit on the top deck, take it all in and eat the second half of your panini which you wrapped up from lunch.
Paying $30 for postage sort of defeats the purpose of ethical shopping with TOMS. So a quick stop to pick up two pairs of TOMS shoes, which makes four pairs, as two go to someone who really needs some shoes on their feet. Lovely to fit some shopping into the day and even better when you can feel good about it. Nice.
Finish off with a coffee at Four…. Barrels
A cafe that pumps out the coffees… in the best manner ever. A great soft-cornered-industrial set up with baroque inspired bike racks and public bench seating out the front, which catches the afternoon sun. The perfect place to finish my perfect sunny Sunday in San Francisco.
For the month of March I am writing a blog post every day as part of #b03. Thanks to Steve for the challenge.