I started the day out walking to China Town, only 4 blocks away. There are steep hills in Chinatown. I am amazed to be alive after climbing a steep long one. I bought a scarf and some new Covid masks. If I lived here, I would be “in good physical shape” in no longer than a month. Good grief!
Nathan and I visited Visited Ruth for dinner. She works in an opera company and has even done “work from home” for The Kansas City Opera company! She lives on 2nd floor of an 1800 narrowly built house. She has an even older chandelier that used to heat with gas. It is gorgeous!
She has a back yard with a little recirculating stream. It is ones with rocks. These are fake rocks! Fake rocks. Who has ever heard of fake rocks! They were small boulders in the stream and lining the stream. Some of them were just as heavy as real rocks.
The rocks were going to be the highlight until Ruth told us the houses in the 1800’s were made out of Redwood! Houses built with REDWOOD! Now the redwoods are sacred trees for tourist.
We had wine snd left on a downhill 10 minute walk to the Castro District, the original gay district. This is where San Fran gay culture started. I lusted after a pair of red rhinestone tennis shoes in a closed shop window.
Monday evening before 10:00, restaurants were closing. We were lucky and snagged a table at a good place. We tasted 3 wines before we were happy. Oh it was marvelous.
Nathan and I left Ruth with an Uber ride back to my hotel. There would have been death had we decided to walk uphill back to Ruth’s house.