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2015 San Francisco - Day 6 - Morning

(Link to all 2015-April San Francisco / Berkeley trip blog posts)

Counting down to the last days of my trip now. Just two days left since I fly out so early on Wednesday morning that I really don't have time for anything in San Francisco that morning except the airport.

It was time to get focussed and I started a checklist. Got up early today and headed to CrepeVine at Cedar and Shattuck, recommended by my Berkeley friend as having interesting eats. She did well with Cafe Leila's spicy chai recommendation, and CrepeVine was also another winner in terms of curious cuisine. But first, there was an odd incident at the Golden Bear Inn.

A suspicious African American person was at the room next to mine. He stood to one side, knocked on the door, and called out, "Barbara"? He didn't even move along or explain himself when he saw me, and that made me linger in the area, keeping him in sight but making my way toward the office to look for the manager. In his hand there was something that looked wooden and which he held like a knife. A wooden knife?

Only when the manager came out to patrol the area and check him out did he finally move away from the door, linger around, get on his bicycle, then pedal away.

I was starting to have second thoughts about walking to the BART at 4 AM on Wednesday.

After lunch at CrepeVine I headed back to the inn to be picked up for hiking with my Berkeley friend and her other homeschool mom friends. No idea where we were going, but it was more time I could spend with my friend and in any case hiking was an entirely different activity during my trip so it was nice to fit it in.
I dropped by Trader Joe's for more mandarin oranges and on a whim, bought the Golden Bear Inn staff a Blueberry Peach Galette. Totally forgot to bring my own bag (Trader Joes charges you for their brown paper bags, but that isn't so different from Superstore in Vancouver, for example).

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