Okay, so I wasn't even born yet...but oh how I should have been. I should have lived in San Francisco in 1967 and been able to travel to Monterrey to see Janis and Jimi. But I wasn't. What an awesome place. We've only been here one day and already I'm overwhelmed with amazing people, food, CULTURE, history...We got off the plane today and went straight to China Town to a restaurant that was started in 1920. I had bean sprout Chow Mein. On the walls of the place were these amazing pictures from the '60 of what looks like some neighborhood girls who were coming into society. Then we were off to the ferry pier where I found some great coffee and Alvaro drooled over the meats, cheeses and gelato. How can so many wonderful smells and foods be in one place? Only a poetic collision of cultures can create this experience. We walked down to Pier 39 and watched the Sea Lions for about 30 minutes. They are hysterical...there were maybe 100 Sea Lions barking, swimming, sunning and what seemed like play fighting over who gets to be on the floating platforms. Then we rode the streetcar back to the hotel, changed and went to Little Italy where we had some great dinner. Tomorrow, we're not setting the alarm but will just wake up when we wake up. also, maybe a little more sunblock tomorrow...feeling a little cooked! nighty night.
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