We were only about 1 hr late for our SF trip. But, thanks to Mr. Navman, we did not get lost. "....In 200 feet, make a left turn...keep left and enter the motor way....". For those of you who don't have a personal navigation system, this is an absolute essential. For those of you who are wondering.."now what does this have to do with refugee style..". It does, with gas being so expensive, the pennies that one can save in the long run will more than pay for the Navman. BTW, its a refurbished Navman...must keep the refugee tradition.
We scout around for about 30 minutes to find the most "reasonable" vendor. Of course, the cheapest crab guy is also the crabbiest. But, the price was good and we got a medium crab and a sour dough manhattan style clam chowder. I swear, they must just put red dye in the NY style clam chowder. But, its OK...with a little bit of imagination, we downed the "manhattan" clam chowder. The crab was great. After figuring out the appropriate anatomy for poop and discarding the poop, we ate the entire crab to include the yummy cholesterol.
We then decided to walk to the GGB. Cause it looked so close to FM Wharf. More importantly, the cruise to Alcatraz would've costed an army-&-a-leg. We decided to take the cable care to the GGB. After walking a while we saw this humungous line for the cable care. Not to mention 24+$ per person. Forget it!!! Just like my motto, legs are made to walk. We walked to the bus station. Took # 30. The bus driver gave us a transfer. We were supposed to have 2 1/2 hours to use the transfer and return to the original station for the price of 3$ per both of us. Can't beat that!!!
We tried to blend in with the other regular busers. NN walked back and forth on the bus. We took out our tour literatures and pretended to engross ourself in reading. Good that some Australian guys figure out we're some ignoramus amature busers. Otherwise, we'd have gone to Timbatu. He told us to get off the bus at the appropriate stop. But we missed the #28.
So, we decided to walk because we can walk and catch the next #28. Unbeknownst to us, we were one street too far from the #28 route. But, after some hard work and tenacity and about 2 hours, we made it to the GGB. It was pretty. Our plan was to traverse the bridge. Take the bus at the other end and go back to FM Wharf.
Well, there was another unbeknownst at the other side. There was no bus, unless we walk at least 2 more miles off the bridge into Marin County. So, with some many unbeknownst, we decided to walk 1.7 miles of "knownst" distance back to the SF end of the bridge for the "knownst" #28 back to FM Wharf.
After all these, we had fun, saw the bay area and the GGB. Most importantly, we kept to the Refugee Style rule #1...free all the way or as all the way as you can get.
We then went to another restaurant in China Town. It was another MMD restaurant.
But all's well ends well.
The trip was great.
We went back to the NNN abode located between Alaska and the north pole.
Friday, July 27, 2007
SF trip -- Refugee Style: Part IIby MonkeyPig (guest blogger)
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MonkeyPig, I am tickled by your sense of humor.
Cause it looked so close to FM Wharf.
It didn't look all that close to FM Wharf. Actually, I kept telling you that it looked far, but you're the "big sister" and the "honored guest." *roll eyes*
I told Nonny Nu to not get the over priced Monkey shirts. It is like wearing seran wrap. I told her to get the medium size. No...you are small. I knew we'd look like M.I.T. I vote to get rid of all the Monkey T-shirt pictures.
I think the Monkey Shirts MUST STAY!!!
The monkey T shirts are OK, but I can't believe you pick PINK instead of other darker or neutral colors. So, did you buy anything from the Chinese Macy?
No, didn't buy anything at the Chinese Macy's, but MonkeyPig did want to buy me a bracelet (barf) at the Monterey Bay Aquarium the next day. I thought she was buying it for her friend, but when she said it was for me, I almost died laughing.
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