21 September 2005

Homo's Odyssey, Part II: Vertical Walking

Continued from previous post.
Here's a picture of that slut, BART:
Fresh from our ride back downtown from the Castro, we hired a sherpa to guide us up Powell St., aka Mt. Everest Juinor.
I showed Steven my old layover hotel, the Villa Florence, and the diner where I used to go for breakfasts, Lori's Diner, which is a neato themed diner featuring all-things 50s.
Then we headed up.
Once at the top, or is it the peak?, we got a bird's-eye view of the TransAmerica building:
And here's a great shot "down" the street, quite literally, with one of the spans of the Bay Bridge visible between the skyscrapers:
We made it down the other side, only to walk straight up again to the Coit Tower.
(from the website)
The tower was built in 1933 with funds from Lillie Hitchcock Coit, philanthropist and admirer of the fire fighters of the 1906 earthquake fire. She left funds to the city for its beautification. Those funds were used for the construction of the 210 ft. tall art deco tower at the top of Telegraph Hill. The towerÂ’s design is reminiscent of a fire hose nozzle and was quite controversial.
You know me! Lover of all things controversial...
...and phallic.

There were beautiful sweeping vistas of the entire city, with great views of Alcatraz, the Bay Bridge, the Golden Gate Bridge, the TransAmerica building, Fisherman's Wharf, and even Lombard Street.
After heading down the hill from the tower we decided to head over to Lombard Street.
On foot.
Down another ginormous hill, and up yet another one, because the famous "crooked" part of Lombard Street is at the very top of a huge hill.
We made it!
Lombard Street
This one block stretch is known as "The Crookedest Street in the World."
As you can see, Steven was very excited to finally find something less straight than himself.


This is a good perspective on the crazy, crooked, winding road from the top of the hill, and you can see the Coit Tower off in the background, as well as the Bay Bridge behind that.

From here we headed back downhill towards Fort Mason Park to pick up a bus to carry us over to the Golden Gate Bridge.

Stay tuned for the next episode:
Stuart, a bridge, and excruciating pain.

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