Yes, in the middle of the California road trip I made the requisite pilgrimage to the City (as San Francisco is called by locals - and never, ever "Frisco," a gross vulgarism guaranteed to shake the City's pretensions and make local folks queasy).
I love the old Victorians, lovingly maintained and nicely painted. Mostly just a bit of color and not too tarty, though there are exceptions.
View at a stop light.
The Mint.
More Victorians and a corner turret.
And yes, ladies and gentlemen (and the rest of you lot), Castro Street. Towards the end of the street is the Castro Theater. [Click to enlarge.]
Lots of nice fauna too.
--the BB
2 comments:
hooome --she says, stretching out her finger and touching the computer screen... hooome....
Awwwww, Margaret. That's so touching. Hope you can get the spaceship running again. Glad I could give you some visuals.
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