San Francisco - Day two

Day two was much the same in structure to day one. I escaped when I could, to think and breathe fresh air. I am so glad I picked a city so different from where I live. I mean, HILLS. ARE. MAGICAL.

Here's a view of the back entrance of my hotel:

During long days like these, my main concern is always the same: coffee. I am my father's daughter. I did my best to avoid Starbucks-- not because I'm anti-Starbucks necessarily, but because it is just so boring. There are so many other options in a city like this, there's just no reason to go to Starbucks. It's hard to see in this photo, but at this little Italian joint, that's a menu of coffee drinks carved into marble.

 

 

San Francisco is so cute (and instagram-worthy), and it knows it.

 

 On Saturday mornings, there's a farmer's market on the pier, about two minutes from my hotel.

And inside, there's a market of stalls and specialty shops. This is where I stopped every day to pick up breakfast and snacks for the day.

It's hard to see, but this restaurant is along the pier, and has windows for walls, so you can see right out onto the water from every angle.

All in all, another good day. I found some lemons from Hawaii, and we ate dinner together at a delicious organic / vegan / whatever dinner place. I ate foods I can never find in NOLA (braised kale... beet salad... carrot juice... dreamy) and felt pretty great.