While El Nińo hasn’t come through with the rain and snow we need for the water we REALLY need, it is nice to be outside. I spent today running errands and walked for most of them because I could. That was fun!
Then, I had to get myself way over to the former Hilton on Jones Street, basically near Fisherman’s Wharf. I was supposed to arrive by 5pm, so I left the Inner Sunset at 4pm. What could possibly go wrong, I wondered?
What happened next reinforced something I’ve come to believe about relying on Muni for your transportation needs. You can cobble together the bestest NextBus thingy, the bestest plans, and whatnot, but in the end, what seems to work best is some variant of “Let go, Let God*” if you want to get somewhere AND keep your cool.
Boarding the N inbound was a cinch, and I figured it’d be easy to catch the 30 Stockton downtown. Surely it can’t take an hour to get to my final destination, right? Plus, I’d just received a call from a good friend who is returning to San Francisco after being Far Away for a while, and that was good to hear. Everything was coming up Milhouse!
However, once we got to Duboce and Church, the N stopped and we sat there for quite a while. There really wasn’t an option to de-board and go Elsewhere for a ride, and frankly I didn’t want to get off the train. Instead I ended up waiting and while we lurched through the intersection I took this random photo of a cloud and it came out a lot better than I thought it would: