Having satisfied the need to see the bridge, we took a very long, and very steep walk to Lombard Steet or the incorrectly dubbed "Crookedest Street in the World". After catching our breath and waiting for the fire in our legs to subside (there are some serious hills around there) we began the 1/4 mile descent. Traffic was back to back and people were hopping out of their cars to get a picture of their family in their car on Lombard Street. I suppose everyone there was a tourist so it didn't seem to bother most people. Although, I have to imagine living on that street gets pretty old, pretty quickly.
All this work had us heading for some caffeine and a drink - so we had an all in one drink, irish coffees! We went to The Buena Vista, the first place in American to make an Irish Coffee. It had a really interesting history, which can be found on their website: http://www.thebuenavista.com/irishcoffee.html. We stuck around for a while to enjoy a few drinks as well as watch the process of them being made. The bartenders make 20 or so at a time and somehow manage to accomodate and remember special orders.
Post drinks and all that walking around, we hopped on a trolley back to our hotel to put our feet up and turn on the tube for one last night of girl talk and "48 Hour Mystery". Due to the crazy hills, the trolly provided an excellent location for some nice pictures of the city around us.
On our last 1/2 day before heading to the airport we went to see the "Painted Ladies" on Alamo Square. Admittedly, I was most familiar with them due to my fun filled Friday nights watching Full House and developing my girl crush on Uncle Jessie. "What ever happened to predictability? The milkman, the paperboy, the evening TV..." Anyone else know this song??? Ok, so back to the houses. They were very charming to see and I wished there would have been one that was open to the public just so we could walk through it.
Since we had another hour or so to kill, we headed through the park and witnessed a dog walked with no less than 10 dogs. They all seemed perfectly under control though so he must rule them Cesar Millan style and be the true pack leader. 
We walked all the way to the center of the Haight-Ashbury district. Seeing as neither of us were in the market for marijuana inspired accessories/decor/pharaphanila, we instead did some serious people watching and enjoyed the last of our time together in SF.
I look forward to another trip next year with just the two of us! Where should we go??!!
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Not to mention the bar acroos the street from the hotel only moments before we headed to the airport.. Their sign OUTSIDE said, "Ask for our Viennese Coffee, the best in town!" No one in the bar (including bartender, manager, waitress, & 3 regulars)ever heard of them. The bartender had to use is google phone for the recipe.
Mama Shues Ortega!
Oh yeah! How could I forget that?! Hysterical.
"When you're lost out there, and you're all alone, Daddy is waiting to carry you hoooo-oome."
Yeah! Hannah, thank YOU for knowing that song. I know I wasn't the coolest kid in town, but I was hoping I wasn't the only one who admits to watching Full House.
I just found myself singing along - love you making a tradition of this!
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