Monday, July 8, 2013

San Francisco Amazing Race (Day 4)

 Saturday July 6th -
 (Count the number of different vehicles we are in)
Green and Black tea
Drove the van to CalTrain station to get on the 9:00 train.  During the 90 min ride I was able to sleep.  Brian tried to sleep, but boys kept bugging him to go to different cars.  Lee forgot the Alcatraz tickets (!!!!!) so he had to get off and run back home to get them.  He took the bullet back up to SF and met us at the Farmers Market on Pier 1 (not Imports, just Pier 1). We took the Muni from the Caltrain to the Farmers Market – on Pier 1…important detail you see.  The market was crowded so Seth and I split off to get something to eat.  We found a place inside called Imperial Tea Courts.  We had a huge menu of hot tea to choose from.  He chose a green I chose a black.  Once it was at the table he wanted my black so I got his green.  Such a nice mom I am. We finish our lunch at 12:43pm, on Pier 1. He had some noodles and I had wonton soup.  Delish!  Sullivan had a bacon dog and Brian ate a cheddar dog and fries.

I get a frantic call from Brian – “Where are you?  We think we have to be at the boat at 1:00, but I am not sure.”  Ack!!! I thought it was 1:30 we had to be on the boat.   “Where do we have to go”  “Pier 39” Now that we are home we can see that is 1.5 mile distance from Pier 1 to Pier 39.  And we need to get 6 people there in 17 minutes, with throngs of July 4th tourists packing the sidewalk.  Four others in our party had already seen the time error and found a way to get up there. We walk quickly, scan for cabs HA! they are nowhere!  Brian gives me 3 tickets to Alcatraz and boys and I start running.  I am wearing flip flops, they are Crocs and are pretty hearty but still running in flip flops,  jeans, a camera bag and keeping an eye on one kid going left an another going right on the sidewalk. Come on!  There’s only so much a mom can take.  We pass Pier 9 then mercifully somehow it skips to Pier 15/16, Halleluiah! Only 13 more Piers to go in, WHAT, 7 minutes.  Oh for love of all that is Holy, we’ll never make it. At approx Pier 20 a pedi cab (a guy on a bicycle pulling a cart that holds 3 comfortably) comes driving up just then.  I holler “Can you get us to Pier 39 NOW?”  “ Yes!”  “How much?”  “$15”.  We take off.  I hear a faint “Sarah!!!!!”.  Turn around and Brian is ½ block behind…he is leaving his aunt and cousin to get a ride with us.  Me “Sir, can you fit one more?”  “Yes!”.  It was cozy with me and the boys.  You all know my husband right?  “Sully, get on Seth’s lap”  Brian squeezed in.  The poor bicycle guy.  He had it on the lowest gear possible.  He was juking and jiving between cars and people.   We ride by Pier 33.  Brian yells “hey, Isn’t this where we are supposed to be?”  Bike guy says “You are going to Alcatraz”.  “YES!!!”  “This is it”.  I throw a $20 at him and we run to the boat – 2 min to spare.  We find the 4 in our party who had just gotten on.  Lee asks where Donna and Jamie are – “They are coming” Brian says, “But I have their tickets”.  Brian runs to the person manning the desk and asks to have the tickets held…but here they are running down the dock.  The doors shut behind them.  WHEW!

Morgan, Carson, Logan, Donna, Sarah, Seth, Lee(behind the post)

 Oh, and as we get on the boat we learn we could have gotten on the next boat.  Ah, but then we wouldn’t have THAT story. Do we have pics?  Sadly we don’t.  Just warm memories and the feeling my lungs were going to explode right before getting on the pedicab.

Alcatraz
Sullivan making his best prisoner face











We settle down – tell and retell the harrowing stories about how we just made it to the boat and cruise to The Rock. We get on the audio tour where we where head phones and have a machine that tells us what is happening at certain points during our walk thru the prison.  We are able to play or stop depending on if we want to read anything or not.  Seth didn’t want to read anything so he sailed thru listening to the whole audio at one time.  I started and stopped a few times.  Sully stopped at every sign and read everything.  Too many stories to recreate here so just get a book or check it out on line.  At the end of the tour we met a former inmate who has written a book about his time in the clink.  We got pics but didn’t buy the book…Seth thought it was too expensive.  So, once we got home we went to used book store and found an Alcatraz book for a fraction of the cost.


Umm, creepy!

The fake head and chisled out vent where some escaped
Ex-prisoner who wrote a book


After getting off The Rock we went in search of the trolley car.  Lee took us on a walk, up hills BOTH WAYS!  Truly! While walking it felt as if we were on the Bataan Death March but looking over Google Maps we covered a shockingly low 1.5 miles.  Those hills were deceivingly long and slowed our pace dramatically. But, now we can say we have walked the hills of SF.  Along the walk we walked up Lombard Street, the crookedest street in the world.  (Despite what us Iowans believe, Burlington is short a few turns for being the crookedest) Besides watching all the drivers navigated down these hair pins turns I was looking a huge hydrangeas, they were beautiful.  But of course taking a pic of them was near impossible as it was back lit. Oh well, I have the memory.


We waited for a trolley at the top of Lombard; you know where everyone else was waiting for it as well.  We moved on down a few stops hoping to be smarter than the average tourist.  Nope, that didn’t work either. A cab was called to pick up all 10 of us.  Before it got there a trolley came…Wahoo, but it was only going to Chinatown.  Okay, so how far is that? Just a 5 minute ride.  It is usually $5 per person.  The driver didn’t ask for payment and Brian didn’t offer, so we got a free trolley ride.  Now we are separated from the 6 people who actually know SF and we are in Chinatown trying to get to CalTrain.  We finally find a cabbie who answers questions about the hybrid and the electric buses in town.  We are now reunited  with the others and eat our dinner at the train station.  Board the bullet and we are on our way to San Jose…do you know the way?

So how many vehicles were we in in one day?
1.        Van
2.       Caltrain (90 min)
3.       Muni
4.       Pedicab
5.       Alcatraz boat
6.       Trolley
7.       Cab

8.       Bullet CalTrain (60 min ride – with tables)

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