san Francisco rv resort - pacifica ca

Pacifica is on the California coast just 12 miles south of downtown San Francisco . Once again we had an amazing view but the RV sites were very tight, as is everything in this area is very congested . As we travel north, the coast it gets more and more rugged, with larger waves crashing on the rocks and more wind which brings out the kite gliders.
​Parked a few spots away was a really cool Tiny Travel House!

The Castro District is where our good friend Kirk has his Yankee Clipper Travel office across the street from Daddy's Barbershop. The area is all gay all the time. You definitely know you're in the area with giant gay rainbow flags, street banners, tongue-in-cheek store names and even the crosswalks scream 'gay'! The new home of the Human Rights council is in the original Harvey Milk camera shop, right next to 'Hand Job'.

We drove around SF (a real challenge at times) stopping at the Embarcadero for lunch then on to the Fishermans Wharf and Pier 69 where the seals sunbathe.  As we were driving around, we came upon the famously curved Lombard Street and couldn't resist driving down the very steep and winding road.

You never know who you might meet up with!  Annaleah Atkinson aka Wendy Roberts, a neighbor of Ron and school mate from 3rd grade through high school, saw we were in SF via Facebook. She lives in Hawaii and was in town for a conference.  We met for lunch at Sessions in the Presidio and even though Ron and her had recently seen each other in the fall at their 50th HS Reunion, it was great to see Her again and She got to meet Mike. Annaleah has quite an interesting life and we enjoyed hearing all about her interests and life in Kauai, Hawaii.

After a great lunch and conversation we toured the Presidio with a great view of the Golden Gate Bridge and more specifically The Palace of Fine Arts.

If it's Sunday, it must be time for another "Trailer Park Trash Brunch!" Mike's Ohio U college buddies Chris Flick and Kirk Dalrymple (who both live in SF) came over for Brunch in Pacifica.  Good food, fond memories and laughs ensued, all of which Gaylord seemed to enjoy!

While visiting SF, Chinatown for lunch is always a must.  The best places are often on a side street, up a rickety wooden staircase and unassuming. Just find yourself a seat at one of the big family tables, order what they're famous for, chat with your table mates, if they put the paper down, be surprised and enjoy.  Our clay pot lunch was yummy.
We purchased a whole Peking-style Duck to take back to the coach for dinner. As they started preparing it for us, whack! and off came its head. They asked if we wanted the head included. Uh, no. We told them to keep it.