Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Exploring San Francisco: The Golden Lady

Happy New Year!

And now that's done, back to blogging:

One time when I was a teenager my Mom made me join the Girl Scouts because the lady up the street was the Den Mother, or whatever they're called.

Holy terrible idea, batman! I hated it. The snotty girls in the group hated me. It was a mutual hate-fest. BUT, we did a couple of things that were good life experiences, and then I never went back to Girl Scouts again. Oh, and I sold A LOT of cookies because I was that kid whose Dad took her sell-sheet to his chiropractic office and all of his patients bought cookies. Yup.

But I digress...

Thing one that I remember doing with that crazy group of scouterly girls: Filming a fake news spot at a local news station. I wanted to be the camera-woman, but I didn't know the lingo, so I thought the cameraperson was called the Anchor-person. Uh, yah. So I was stuck doing what I REALLY didn't want to do - being ON camera instead of BEHIND the camera. Yuck. I learned that I did NOT want to be a news anchor that day. Amen.

Thing two I remember: walking across the Golden Gate Bridge. It was probably for some kind of fundraising thing, but the point is, that was my first up-close and personal experience with the Golden Lady! And let me tell ya, that is one long bridge! Or at least my thirteen-year-old self thought so when I was walking across it and then back again.

Nowaday, as a bay area local once again, The GG is something I don't cross unless I have to, for three reasons: Traffic. Toll & Tourists.

But I do admire her from a distance, from Crissy Field or emerging from the Caldecot Tunnel on the Berkeley side, or from the deck of a sailboat on the bay or from Alcatraz. GG is a San Francisco fixture, an icon, a warm-fuzzy on a foggy day.

 Sunset over GG. Shot taken from Alcatraz island.

The Facts on the Grand Ol' Gal:

-Named for the Golden Gate Strait, which the bridge spans, or "Chrysoplae"as Captain John C Fremont christened it in 1846. The Strait reminded him of the Golden Horn Harbor in Istanbul, Chrysoceras.

-It took four years to build the bridge, which opened in 1937.

-19 men fell into a safety net that was suspended under the floor of the bridge during construction. Those 19 men unwittingly joined a club called the "Halfway-to-Hell Club."

-There are 600,000 rivets in each tower.

-GG is the 9th longest suspension bridge in the world

-Contrary to popular belief, GG is NOT painted every year. It's orange lacquer is, however, continuously "touched-up."

-Sadly, GG is the #1 place for Suicide in the world! The count was over 1200 by 2006. In 2008, voters approved a measure to install safety netting under the bridge, but it has yet to be completed for lack of funding ($40-50M)

-The bridge has been crossed by nearly 2 billion cars to date.

-The Bridge was not originally intended to be orange, but silver. The orange color was originally the primer for the bridge. Once the primer was finished, the architect liked the way the color complemented the hills so much that he convinced locals to keep it. The color not only complements the surrounding hills, but it also aids with visibility on foggy days, which are very common in the Bay Area.

Facts gleaned from: http://goldengatebridge.org/research/facts.php

Monday, October 29, 2012

San Francisco: Dinosaur Hunt

Have you ever played Hide n' Seek... with Dinosaurs?
The Conservatory of Flowers in Golden Gate Park recently featured an exhibit that allowed everyone to do just that... so I took my sis and her kiddos and we went on a Dinosaur hunt in the city!

Can you spot the Dinosaur?

How about now?

 Master Q is looking for the Dinosaurs

 Are they over here?

 Where ARE they?

 How about in here?

 RAWR!!!

 Master Q might be having second thoughts about finding those Dinosaurs...

Time to go...

Monday, October 22, 2012

This Just Happened :: Golden Gate Park

Saturday took me and my little sis to San Francisco to explore Golden Gate park. We took my rambunctious toddler NephewQ AND the TwoBabies. Yah, it was an exhausting, fun whirlwind of a day.

This was the first thing to happen while walking through the park:

60's hippie bus tour meets Snow White. Seriously. The two crossed paths... It was practically destiny.


It pretty much had me in stitches the rest of the day.

Hippies: "Hey guys, that tour was soooooo good. Like, I swear I see Snow White over there..."
Snow: "Where's my prince when I need him?"

How would you Caption that photo?

Monday, July 30, 2012

GNO: Les Miserables

Planning a move to an exciting, romantic, fantastic, international destination like Rome (+/- 8 months to go!) is a dream come true for me, but every choice in life means a sacrifice of some sort. In choosing to move abroad, I leave behind one heck of a favorite little sister and her adorable, growing family. (Including my adorable-beyond-words Nephew, Q.)

Knowing that while I'm abroad, I'll have to do without my amazing sister, I've determined to make the most of the time we have left here in California. Whether it's sitting in the NICU hospital unit with her and her preemie twins, helping her pack for her upcoming move, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular, or wrangling Master Q so she can sleep for a few minutes, sister time is priceless.

Sometimes we're able to slip away for a GNO. Girls' Night Out is a real treat, especially now that sister has not one, but three small chilluns. (They're multiplying exponentially now!!!) This past friday night, we were able to make the trek into San Francisco to go see Les Miserables.

Les Miserables is my favorite musical, hands down. Wicked is a close second. But there's something just so touching/harrowing/lovely/praiseworthy-and-of-good-report about Les Miz. It gets to me every time I watch/listen to it. And every time I listen to it/watch it, I notice something new/different because I'm different. This story is universally applicable. I've had a copy of the soundtrack since I was a teenager. I memorized the music and read the book. This wasn't my first time seeing it, but this year a new production was created and presented in honor of the show's 25th anniversary.

This. Production.Was.Stunning. I bawled my eyes out. So did the sister. Well done, San Francisco LesMiz cast, well done.

If this traveling show comes to a city near you, please go! And so you enjoy it more, please, please, please read either the synopsis of the play or Victor Hugo's classic of the same name.

This GNO=Epic success.

That is all.



Friday, March 30, 2012

Exploring San Francisco: Azkaban

3:30 PM - 11:00 PM

-Ferry to Azkaban, I mean Alcatraz. 

-Night Tour of "The Rock."
(The night tour of Alcatraz is AMAZING, PS.)

-Ferry back to the mainland

-Dinner at an Italian restaraunt @ Pier 39



From the Ferry Ride:

@ Alcatraz. Photos of inmates.

Cool staircase, PS.



Each corridor and space had a nickname: Broadway, Times Square, etc.


The Gun Galley at the top (where the guards kept vigil, behind the metal bars) 
& the key system - when requested the key was sent down to the prison floor via the rope and hook.

Weathered door to the courtyard outside.



Photos of friend Jesika, who came to visit for the weekend and let me test out my new 50mm 1.4 lens on her:






How about THAT sunset:

 The reception desk to the prison.


 The Hospital wing of the prison.
One of the areas open for the night tour. Very, very cool.



 Sunset and the Golden Gate Bridge through the frosted glass blocks. Loving my new 50mm lens.

The Hydro "Therapy" chamber in the hospital wing... creepy!

Exam table


Can't you just picture inmates staring out at the world from these windows? Lonely desperation...


Hospital ward

This is my favorite shot from the day. Isn't it crazy creepy? Yah.

 There are all sorts of after hours lectures and extra features on the night tour. Very, very cool.



Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Exploring San Francisco: Submarine

2:00pm-3:30pm

Explored Pier 39.

Walked to Pier 45.

Found a WWII Submarine.

That's right. I said A WWII SUBMARINE.

The USS Pampanito
SO worth the $10 admission fee.

One laundry machine for 70+ men. 
How often do you really think they washed their clothes? 
(Also, only one shower too. Ditto for washing of bodies?)

This bunk is sandwiched between torpedoes. 
Yup.
Better not toss and turn at night if you sleep there.





Torpedo tubes


A hatch. It's TEENY TINY. 
There are four or five of these to pass through when traversing the length of the sub. 
These divide the sub into watertight compartments.




RED ALERT! The lighting on "the bridge" is red.

How would you like to sleep in such tight quarters? 
(You can't really see them from this photo, but the bunks 
go five rows deep to the left. Imagine the smell! Or don't.)


Kaboom!

PS - Apparently you can rent out the submarine for overnight stays! How cool is that?

Friday, March 23, 2012

Exploring San Francisco: A Field, a Palace and a Tower

A friend and I recently ventured into my local metropolitan center, aka San Francisco and did some exploring.
The weekend is best summarized by said friend's phone call to her husband: "Hey babe, I just saw the Golden Gate Bridge, Coit Tower, toured a WWII Submarine and now I'm going to see Azkaban, I mean Alcatraz (yah, Alcatraz may have been renamed Azkaban for my entertainment) Tomorrow I'm going to see a Tuscan Castle!" His sarcastic response "Great. Let me know when you fly a fighter jet!"


11:00am - 2:00pm

Crissy Field, Palace of Fine Arts, Hike up to the Coit tower.

  The Palace of Fine Arts





 Coit Tower


The REALLYCOOL Back path up/down to/from Coit Tower, which wanders by an amazing neighborhood and some very cool, unexpected gardens in the middle of the city. If you're lucky, you'll see the famous Parrots.







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