San Frankiecisco

On Thursday evening of this week, Bob and I moved across the bay from Oakland to San Francisco to do a brief house sit for a couple who are getting married in Oregon while they are away. Their dog is in the ceremony, or at least accompanied them, so we having been caring for their house and their sweet, friendly cat Frankie. There was no adjustment time needed for this cat. She took right to us, and she’s been very easy to love right back.

Meet Frankie.

Our San Francisco “home” is in the Portola neighborhood which is in the very southeast section of the city. It’s known as the secret neighborhood with its own public radio station. It has a lot of schools and the main retail street, San Bruno, has a number of mostly Asian groceries and restaurants– the real kind with occasional English subtitles. As with the rest of San Francisco, if you walk outside with your eyes open you’ll see serious hills and if you walk more than a few blocks you’ll feel them whether your eyes are open or not. DISCLAIMER: I am not advising anyone to walk outside with their eyes closed!

Portola Branch Library

One of the highlights of the neighborhood besides all of the schools and a great rec center down the street from us is the huge John McLaren Park. At 313 acres, it is the 3rd largest park in San Francisco after Golden Gate and Presidio. Pretty amazing for a city to have so many large parks.

Just a brief rant, but I don’t think when the parks post signs for people to pick up after their dogs that they mean for them to then drop the dog’s poo back down in the park just because it’s bagged. We see this fairly frequently.