RWA Nationals – Day 1

I’m in San Francisco!

After surviving a five-hour flight where they no longer serve meals (you purchase whatever you want), I landed safely. My first impression of San Francisco was that it wasn’t as cold as they told me it would be. I’d say it’s in the mid-sixties or so. Secondly, the architecture of the suburbs is unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.

It reminds me of shoeboxes stacked on hills. The rooflines are predominantly rectangles, and it truly is strange not seeing triangles. The fog rests on top of the hills like a fluffy tsunami, waiting to spill onto the city.

When I reached downtown, I did see the Golden Gate bridge. It’s not golden. It’s just a bridge. But it was interesting to see. We have a nice view of it from our hotel room. So far, I like the city. We’ll see how I survive street car transportation tonight. The plan is to hit Ghirardelli Square for dinner at an Irish pub and then go out for the world famous hot fudge sundaes. I’ll try to post photos as I get them.

I heard there was an earthquake in southern California already. I blame my roommate Larissa for this. I tease her about having the little black cloud of travel doom hovering over her. So if I mysteriously disappear, it’s her fault. :banana:

Those of you who have been to San Francisco before, do you have any restaurant recommendations?