There was no mistaking that Mr. Sarcastic and I were on the correct plane last Friday when one of the flight attendants announced over the speaker that they were the “fabulous flight crew.” Yep, we were definitely en route to San Francisco! 😉
Once we landed, we headed to the BART subway and made our way downtown. I found my first subway ride to be a very noisy but bearable experience. After we got off the BART we found ourselves smack dab in the middle of downtown San Fran. At first it was a bit overwhelming as there was a lot of hustle and bustle around us. Eventually we figured out which direction to head and we found our hotel.
After checking in we headed to the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art where we purchased a CityPASS (one of our best purchases) and visited the museum. This was my first trip to an art museum! (I have no excuse for not visiting the Detroit Institute of Arts.) We had a great time looking at the art and we even found their 2 hidden Waldo’s!
After that, we had dinner at Super Duper Burger, which was quite yummy! Super duper even. 😉
Next up was a stop at the Nike Women’s Expo to pick up my race packet and pose for a pic.
We then walked around exploring the city. I considered all the walking to be my “shake out run” before the race.
We used our CityPASS to ride a historic trolley car. Kinda bummed I forgot to bring a box of Rice-A-Roni to take a cheesy pic with while on the trolley. lol
On our way back to the hotel we came across a Ghiradelli store and we each indulged in a heavenly sundae!
Back at the hotel we met up with Katy Beth aka Curly Runner Bug and her boyfriend and friend in The View Lounge on the 39th floor of our hotel. The bar had great views of the city but even better than that was meeting someone I have known virtually for quite a while. I’ll post a pic later, once I get it from Katy Beth!
We had planned to end the night by going to a speakeasy called Bourbon & Bourbon. Unfortunately, we never found the bar but instead found ourselves in a undesirable location with many questionable people. I of course, was approached by one of them. (Random people approach me all the time, San Francisco was no exception. It’s both a blessing and a curse.) Luckily we made it back to the hotel safe and sound and took that as our cue to call it a night!