And it's a success- the Chilean visa and Tony's Pizza!
San Francisco Travel Blog› entry 42 of 50 › view all entries
Oh what a day! The last day of our impromptu long weekend break, but surprisingly the most important as, this is why we were here - to get a Chilean visa. We'd been enjoying ourselves so much the last few days we actually forgot why we EVEN came to SF! We woke up that morning around 730a, slightly earlier than Sunday and made our way to the breakfast hall thinking we were early but NOPES! It was as crowded as fisherman's wharf! This really is a very busy hostel!
After breakfast, we got ready, checked email and checked out. We did some window shopping along Powell and Market Streets, and showed up at the Chilean consulate at 1045a for our 11a appointment. Thankfully, they let us in early. The building by itself is really old - even the rooms. Felt like being on the sets of a 1950s show or something! After about 1 hour at the consulate, we made our way towards Stockton and Columbus, basically to Tony's Pizza.
The commentary was good - enough to keep us entertained and give us some trivia (like which building the "real" Fisherman's Wharf is, and why Golden Gate Bridge got its name) without any travel or restaurant plugs.
We started our long walk back around 430p. Just at at that time, we got notified that our flight was delayed by 90 minutes. We were kind of frustrated - we'd been walking non-stop the last few days we really needed a break and wouldn't have minded an on-time departure, not to mention we both had to work the next day.
We returned to the hostel around 7pm and they were kind enough to let us use the 2nd floor lounge where we both sat ourselves in those big lazy boys, checked email, etc. and generally rested off our worn feet. We started out with baggage in tow at 8pm to SFO. Train was on time, everything smooth and made it to the departure gate with falafel and humous takeawy dinner. The flight was ridiculously empty (again, most passengers from Mexico had deplaned in SFO) which was a good thing. We landed in Seattle shortly before midnight, took our car from the remote parking and came home, all tired but happy we got our visa. We slept at 130a that morning!
Another brilliant trip, and what can I say - SF never disappoints!