When one goes to the beautiful city of San Francisco, one must always remember to stop by the one of the most historic parts of the city with a rich history of counter culture... The Haight-Ashbury District was the center of the 1960 hippie movement, located at the mouth of Golden Gate Park. Haight street stretches several blocks now lined with unique gift and head shops with several bars and pizza parlors scattered every few blocks.
It was a beautiful morning on my last day in California and I was ready to explore the great city of San Francisco, where we spent the last four days attending the 38th annual National NORML Conference at the Grand Hyatt Hotel downtown listening to some of the best and brightest people talk about marijuana reform.There were Seven of us as we started out, I remember it was around 11am when we had breakfast at a tiny breakfast place called Sears Fine Dining, The restaurant had a delightful smell of maple syrup that lingered the whole time. I inhaled there famous Swedish pancake breakfast which was 18 tiny pancakes covered with a delicious strawberry jam and some whip cream. The waitress was a tall, beautiful English woman who had only been in this country less than a month, but her knowledge of the city came in very handy when we were looking for the N train to get across town and to our destination. Every since i was a young snot nosed punk, I have long wanted to go wander the streets of history. The music alone that the area alone has produced some of the best the worlds ever seen.
Every one has heard the stories of the dreaded hills in SF but unless you actual walk up them you will have no since of really how steep they are. My God. My legs burned like never before, almost crawling up a few thinking it would be easier and faster. Along the group we had 1 person, a sweet faced Bakersfield girl named Candice that been there before so she took the role guide as we steeped off the train at the Cole Station. It was starting to heat up and an afternoon nap was sounding great, but we walked four blocks up, down and back up again passing friendly faces and numerous coffee shops. I'm a coffee fiend so after the fourth coffee house we stopped and grabbed a mint and mocha coffee that was as good as it sounds then stumbled to Golden Gate Park just in time for 4:20
