Favorite thing: Visit Haight-Ashbury. Here - amongst the beautiful, colourful, Vicotrian houses - you can see the last traces of the sixties and seventies.
The Haight: Known for the Summer of Love, wails of Janis Joplin, cords of Jerry Garcia and the speeches of Timothy Leary. Remember, “Tune in. Turn on. And drop out?” Don’t worry if you don’t, even those who were there don’t remember.
This led the way to over population, amphetamines, heroin and brutal cops. Soon followed the 70’s.
Favorite thing: Where does that leave the Haight today? Somewhere between here and there. You can still hear people whispering “medicinal marijuana” or “hits” while walking down the streets. The local merchants can fulfill your leather needs as well as smoking accessories. The pubs and food joints cater to anyone. You will have to overlook that fact that Ben & Jerry’s and the GAP monopolize the corner of Haight & Ashbury.
Go to Height Ashbery is very much fun - just groovy, man! Dive into old hippie paraphanelia and psychadelic stuff just as it was in the 60s. Then, go to the Gap across the street! Changes, changes....
Fondest memory: The hills in this city are outrageous - I was screaming every time we were driving down a hill the first day there. The hills are not as romantic as they seem on the postcards, but you get used to them and add to the atmosphere of the city.