Trip Start Apr 01, 2013
Trip End Jun 28, 2013

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Westfield San Francisco Shopping Centre

Flag of United States  , California
Monday, June 10, 2013

We got up after a shit nights sleep due to all the outside noise here at the hostel. Between the bloody sirens and the noisy derelicts roaming the streets, it's a wonder anyone can sleep in their central city accommodation. That being said, I suspect our hostel hasn't invested huge dollars in double or triple glazing.

Today's plan was for Dave and I to head down to Crissy Field and Golden Gate Park, hire some bikes, ride across the Golden Gate bridge, have lunch on the other side and then ride back.

Unfortunately, we awoke to a typical dreary overcast San Francisco morning and we decided that the Golden Gate Bridge would most likely be shrouded in cloud or mist, making for crap photos. As a result, we made the decision to postpone it until tomorrow and have our shopping day, originally planned for tomorrow, today instead.

We shot downstairs for another cream cheese and raspberry bagel breakfast extravaganza. I had to pick up my replacement debit card from a Citibank branch about a mile away so started my hike up there straight after breakfast. I got there and, low and behold, my card was there waiting for me. 5 minutes later it was activated and I was out the door. Awesome service Citibank. I jumped on a trolley bus back down the hill, met up with Dave, and we made our way to the largest mall in the Downtown area, the Westfield San Francisco Shopping Centre.

To be honest, I wasn't hugely impressed. Whilst, it was 5 levels, it wasn't vastly different to the malls back home except for different shops obviously. There were some big name brands here like Zara, Champs, Tiffany's, Abercrombie & Fitch, Banana Republic, Hugo Boss, etc. The thing that did surprise me however was that things were, by and large, pretty expensive compared with the prices I had seen in other cities throughout the US. Even the shoes, which you expect to be significantly cheaper here, were on par with NZ prices by the time you add tax and take the exchange rate into account.

The only thing I ended up buying at the mall was a french cologne. Colognes and perfumes were cheap, about half the price you would pay back home.

After a few hours of wandering, I went to meet Dave at our agreed meeting spot for some lunch. Dave had got delayed as he was buying a suit and unfortunately he didn't have his phone on him. After 15 minutes, I still hadn't seen him so I headed off and grabbed some lunch over the road from the mall.

I came across a jewellery store and was keen to get a new watch as my old piece of shit Casio G-Shock was stuffed. The external plastic framing had somehow come off at some point. I'm pretty sure this happened in the mosh-pit at Rock on the Range. The strap was also starting to perish. It was now looking like a watch more suited to a homeless man. That being said, this was the right city to be wearing it.

I was keen to buy a Tissot watch as I had bought one for Wendy several years earlier and I like the styles I had seen. There was one in the shop window that caught my eye so I tried it on. I managed to negotiate with the woman behind the counter to get $100 off it, so I bought it. Just as well, as I was starting to get a little despondent with my shopping experience.

Next I headed over the road to Macy's which was a 7 level department store. This place was heaps better than all the other places I had been as they had a great variety of name brand gear and also had some pretty good things on sale, particularly in clothing. I was wanting to get some things for my daughter but as she reads my blogs I can't go into that otherwise the little darling will know what I got her.

With my feet now sore from all the walking and it nearing mid-afternoon, I headed back to the hostel and caught up with Dave. I tried uploading my Alcatraz photos on to my blog but the wi-fi at the hostel was bollocks so I pissed off down to the local Starbucks and used their free wi-fi instead.

By the time I got back, it was nearly time for dinner. Dave and I headed to Chinatown. We went into a Chinese restaurant (funny that !) that had a heap of photos on the wall of the owner with famous people who had dined there. There were photos of Arnold Schwarzenegger, Bill Clinton and George Bush, to name a few. And now there was Martin Morris and Dave Allan.
Unfortunately the meal was pretty average though which was a bit of a shame. My local takeaway does better lemon chicken back home !

We headed back towards the hostel and stopped in at one of the Irish pubs for a drink and then headed to another Irish pub just around the corner for another.

We were keen to kick on but there wasn't much going on as it was a Monday night so we jumped on a Cable Car and headed a few blocks up specifically to take a photo of a sign Dave had spotted down a side street when we were on the cable car the previous day. The sign was above a Male Revue in Nob Hill ironically - see photo. Interesting form of advertising. We high-tailed it out of the street in double quick time and walked back down to the hostel.

Pretty uneventful day overall but at least I now have a cool watch :)

Over and out !
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