We then proceeded to the famously curvy Lombard Street, although I will not ply you with ubiquitous pictures here. I think we ran into all of the tourists in the city at the top of this hill.
We found a fabulous little park that wasn't even on the City Walks card. It would be great for a picnic - or even a small wedding. (Or as Matt suggested, competing weddings, one in each of the gazebos.)
The San Francisco Art Institute featured a Diego Rivera mural and some great architecture.
And finally, Macondry Lane, apparently the setting for Barbary Lane in the Armistead Maupin book I reviewed earlier.
The description does it justice:
"The house was on Barbary Lane, a narrow, wooded walk-way off Leavenworth between Union and Filbert. It was a well-weather, three-story structure made of brown shingles. It made Mary Ann think of an old bear with bits of foliage caught in its fur. She liked it instantly."
I would love to live on Macondry Lane amongst the greens and shrubs.
In fact, somewhere on Russian Hill I remarked to Matt that one could live in San Francisco for years, and if you got bored of it, just move to a different neighborhood.
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