Trip Start Apr 01, 2013
Trip End Jun 28, 2013

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Flag of United States  , California
Monday, June 10, 2013

Got up after a shit sleep due to all the outside noise here at the hostel. Between the bloody sirens and the noisy derelicts roaming the streets, it's a wonder anyone can sleep in their central city accommodation. That being said, I suspect our hostel hasn't invested huge dollars in double or triple glazing.

Today's plan was fo Dave and I to head down to Crissy Field and Golden Gate Park, hire some bikes, ride across the Golden Gate bridge, have lunch on the other side and then ride back. 

Unfortunately, we woke up to a typical dreary overcast San Francisco morning and we thought the Golden Gate Bridge might be covered in cloud or mist, making for crap photos, so we decided to postpone it until tomorrow and have our shopping day instead.

We shot downstairs for another cream cheese and raspberry bagel breakfast extravaganza. I had to pick-up my replacement debit card from a Citibank branch about a mile away so started my hike up there straight after breakfast. I got there and, low and behold, my card was there waiting for me. 5 minutes later it was activated and I was out the door. Awesome service Citibank. I jumped on a trolley bus back down the hill, met Dave and we made our way to the largest mall in the Downtown area, the Westfield San Francisco Shopping Centre.

To be honest I wasn't that impressed. Whilst, it was 5 levels, it wasn't vastly different to the malls back home except different shops obviously. There were some big name brands here like Zara, Champs, Tiffany's, Abercrombie & Fitch, Banana Republic, Hugo Boss, etc. The thing that surprised me though was that things were, by and large, pretty expensive. Even the shoes, which you expect to be significantly cheaper here, were on par with NZ prices by the time you add tax and take the exchange rate into account. 

The only thing I ended up buying at the mall was a french cologne. Colognes and perfumes were cheap, about half the price you would pay back home.

After a few hours of wandering, I went to meet Dave at our agreed meeting spot for some lunch. Dave had got delayed as he was buying a suit and unfortunately he didn't have his phone on him. After 15 minutes, I still hadn't seen him so I headed off and grabbed some lunch over the road from the mall. 

I came across a jewellery store and was keen to get a new watch as my old piece of shit Casio G-Shock was stuffed. The framing had come off the top of it in the mosh-pit, I think, at Rock on the Range and was never to be seen again. The strap was starting to perish also. It now looked like a watch befitting a homeless man. That being said, this was the right city to be wearing it.

I was keen to buy a Tissot watch as I had bought one for Wendy several years earlier and I like the styles I had seen. There was one in the shop window that caught my eye so I tried it on. I managed to negotiate with the woman behind the counter to get $100 off it, so I bought it. Just as well, as I was starting to get a little despondent with my shopping experience.

Next I headed over the road to Macy's which was a 7 level department store. This place was heaps better than all the other places I had been as they had a great variety of name brand gear and also had some pretty good things on sale, particularly in clothing. I was wanting to get some things for my daughter but as she reads my blogs I can't go into that otherwise the little darling will know what I got her.

With my feet now sore from all the walking and it nearing mid-afternoon, I headed back to the hostel and caught up with Dave. I tried uploading my Alcatraz photos on to my blog but the wi-fi at the hostel was bollocks so I pissed off down to the local Starbucks and used their free wi-fi.

By the time I got back, it was nearly time for dinner. I got changed and Dave and I headed to Chinatown. We went into a Chinese restaurant (funny that !) that had a heap of photos on the wall of the owner with famous people who had dined there. There was Arnold Schwarzenegger, Bill Clinton and George Bush to name as few. And now there was Martin Morris and Dave Allan.
Unfortunately the meal was pretty average which was a shame. My local takeaway does better lemon chicken back home.

We headed back towards the hostel and stopped in at one of the Irish pubs for a drink and then headed to another Irish pub just around the corner for another

We were keen to kick on but there wasn't much going on as it was a Monday night so we jumped on a Cable Car and headed a few blocks up specifically to take a photo of a sign Dave had spotted down a side street when we were on the cable car the previous day. The sign was above a Male Revue in Nob Hill ironically - see photo. Interesting form of advertising. We high-tailed it out of the street in double quick time and walked back to the hostel.

Pretty uneventful day overall but at least I have a cool watch :)

Over and out !
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