The Chapter In My Life Entitled San Francisco

This Sunday was a beautifully sunny and warm day. I'm still not used to such nice weather in the dead of winter. I'd originally thought that San Francisco's lack of seasons and overall constant temperatures would grow tiring; but right now its hard to imagine how I've put up with Midwestern winters for 20-odd years before now.

I took the weather as an opportunity to walk around the city and take pictures. Something I've been meaning to do for a while now. I'd taken a few pictures here and there during the semester, but nothing too substantial.

So here's a small tour of the city in pictures.

The UCSF MUNI Stop.

AT&T Park.

Happy Donuts! I have always been amused by the name of this shop.

Boats at the dock off of The Embarcadero.

The Bay Bridge and Treasure Island/The East Bay.

A perched seagull.

A street performer outside of the ferry terminal.

A street car. The Illinois Terminal, I might add.

Street signs in the Financial District. I like the black and white and red-ness of this picture--It came out much better than I expected.

A view of the city from the UCSF Parnassus library. That's right. I look out at this as I study.

The aptly-named Hillway Street in the Sunset. I've mentioned this hill before.

The Castro District.

Monk's Kettle, a beer bar/restaurant in The Mission.

More pictures at my Flickr account.

Note: For some reason, the pictures in the post look a bit pixelated, and I can't figure out why. Click on the images for larger and better quality versions, or just go to my Flickr album.

Your Bathroom Caller

People travel to see new things, meet new people. Getting to wherever you're going is also pretty interesting.

The whole process of flying is, admittedly, very draining. But I enjoy airports. With so many people and characters to watch, at least its easy to kill the wait time. You're always assured to see new things.

After landing in San Francisco, though, I saw something I hope to never see again. Waiting in line at the ladies restroom, I noticed a woman coming out of the stall after finishing her business, talking on her cell phone.

I've mentioned my opinions of excessive cell phone use before. And I admit that since that particular post, I too have started using my cell phone quite a bit more. But talking in a public restroom? This just takes the cake. Not only is it unnecessary, it's unsanitary. And gross. Even if she had the phone proped up on her shoulder, and presumably didn't touch it during the process, the idea of talking to someone else while they're sitting on the toilet is just unsavory.

This particular woman was speaking Spanish, so I don't know if the discussion was somehow urgent. Even if it was, this is still ridiculous.

Seriously, call them back.