First of all let me just say that I saw C3PO today, twice! That alone should have been the highlight really! He was even animated! He had a bucket next to him for tips. I'm not joking. It was fantastic!
Today was my city tour day. The one day I'm forced to love everything about this city. I went and got the van picked up and found street parking near the hotel so I was off to a good start. No parallel parking for me yet today.

I gathered my little group and we had a quick chat about the trip and then off we went. I chose to take them up into Chinatown through the Tenderloin (whoops!) and then because I missed the turn at Powell I bypassed Union Square. (whoops) so I got to Grant and turned up into Chinatown and managed to get part way down the street when two people double parked within a van length of each other on opposite sides of the street. So I had to wait for someone to notice I was there and come move a car. Then I get to Columbus thinking I can turn left, but from Grant you can't turn left. So I went straight through Columbus and then discovered I could only circle around to my right before I could even get back to Columbus again. Wow! At about Bay street I turned towards the Embarcadero and drove them past the Piers there and showed the Fishermans Wharf and up Hyde St past the cable cars and then on to who knows where. I ended up on Chestnut and then had to make a few turns to get myself past the Palace of Fine Arts. I wanted to get them to the parking lot at the base of the bridge. I ended up at the last exit before the bridge and was able to find parking there. Phew! We decided to walk along the bridge today, which I haven't done and that was GREAT fun! What a beautiful bridge up close! So we walked to the first tower and then turned around. I got to see their paces and learn who had issues with heights. It was good. It did take an hour though so we were running behind.
One of my passengers had booked a ferry ride to Alcatraz so I had a deadline later in the day.
Once we got out of the GGB area I decided to take them along to see the Cliffhouse. Um hum...don't really know how to get there but I figured all roads lead to the ocean...or do they?! No, they don't. We ended up at Baker Beach or something. A dead end. ha! So I claimed scenic detour and found another road that seemed to lead in the right direction (Lincoln maybe?) Until a sign appeared and said "no vans beyond this point" crap! So I had to turn down some street and then I found Geary and I vaguely remembered that being a main road to the beach so I took a right and off we went. Luckily it led us right to the Cliffhouse and down Ocean Beach and along side the park. The park was closed (as usual on Sundays~to drivers) and also because of the Outside lands festival so there was MAJOR traffic getting around the park. I found my way (totally accidentally) to Haight Street (which was my goal, you see) and took a left and down we drove. I found a cafe that looked okay, dumped my people out and proceeded to go find parking. I did smartly tell them to eat without me (thank goodness!) so I circled and I attempted and I circled and all the while cursing my larger than life vehicle in the tiny spaces of San Francisco. Phew! Then I stumbled onto a CHEAP parking lot near the park and in I went.
Upon returning to the van, with my group and needing to get down the road, I could see that the driver side window appeared to be broken out. It was missing, I was pretty sure. Either that or so clean as to appear to be missing (I was sure that wasn't it) so I was panicking. How was I going to deal with a broken window and theft of the "binder of power" that I carry around with me all the time. So I held my breath and approached the van and discovered I'd walked off and left the window down (when I had reached out of it to grab my parking ticket at the machine) I did lock the van, which is important. So, nothing was missing. I could not believe the luck. We got in and off we went. They were none the wiser, not one of them mentioned the window.
By this time I was really starting to panic. I was at Haight St and needed to be at Pier 33 in like 20 minutes. Is that possible? I don't know! How do I get there most directly? I don't know! Does Karen know how to us her GPS in her new phone? No!
So, "the wheels on the van went round and round, round and round, round and round" I was every which way but Embarcadero. Seriously. How the F do you manage Market Street? Huh?! So I got myself to Mission thinking it might be a safer bet as I wasn't sure Market went through to Embarcadero and I didn't know if at the end of it I could make my way to Embarcadero so I sped my little wheels off and then guess what happened?
I got to the Embarcadero when EVERYONE else got there. There was so much traffic, we were inching along, one pier at a time. Ever so slowly, the clock was ticking. It was so insane! When I finally got close I told the Dad to move, the guy to get ready and he literally jumped out and RAN to the ferry terminal! As I got there I could see the ferry's still docked but he was about 2 minutes late. (they gave him a window 1:50pm to 2:10pm show up~ we got there at 2:12pm, no joke)
So that done, I took the family to Fishermans Wharf, dropped them off into a sea of humanity and told them to meet me at that spot at 5pm. Then it hit me, I hadn't told the guy when and where to meet me. Oh dear.
I went to Safeway (free parking for 90 minutes with validation) and had a little cry in my van.
I went from there to Fort Mason and parked and had a mini snooze and figured out what to do with the remainder of my day. You see, I hadn't even shown them half of the required items on their SF list. So I drove back to Embarcadero and scooped up the family then, scooped up the guy and we hurried our way past City Hall, Alamo Square (by the way, British people could care less about that place!) and then I got back to Market, what a bitch. I wanted to go right. I couldn't, I wanted to circle around and go either through market or left, I couldn't. Then I got onty Market, couldn't turn left. Why Market, why!!!!
I finally made a few proper U-y's and got headed towards Twin Peaks. That much I knew. So we had an amazing view from there today. So windy and cold but the sun was out and it was great!
Then we headed to the Beach Chalet for dinner and we got there EARLY! After all that I managed to do something right. We were able to walk on the beach and have some photos and then we went inside (where it was warm) and had a delicious dinner.
About midway through the entrees I noticed that two of the kids were almost asleep in their noodles so we hurried back towards home. Only guess what? An accident on the one road I'd managed to find that led back to Mission St. So, no left turn. Crap! I had to drive and drive, then take Sloat back to Portola and then to Market (again!) This time I knew enough to keep going and turn close to the hotel.
It was 10"30pm when I arrived here. I was still supposed to take teh van back to the office and ride the bus back to the hotel. yeah right. I told the Valet, I don't care what it costs, can I just leave it here please! (It costs money otherwise the company would do that, you see) I said put it on my bill then and after all was said and done they let me park it for nothing tonight. Thank goodness! That was so nice.
So now, here I am about to snuggle up and go to bed! What a day! I can't wait to get out on the highway again and only be traveling east or south etc. So much easier!
This group is going to be great fun! The guy is a great photographer and very personable, he's been teaching the kids about photoshop. The kids are really great too, very friendly and curious and interested in what I say and good sports about everything. They are good jokers too. I think that is what the last batch lacked, a sense of humor like mine. Parents are fantastic too. It should be alot of fun. And knowing things already makes me feel better so it should be good.