A favorite haunt of Jack Kerouac, Vesuvio straddles Columbus Ave and Jack Kerouac Alley and offers cozy respite to the city's cold rainy nights. Downstairs, a long wooden bar aches to be sidled up to; upstairs, the scene is perfect for reading a book, chatting with friends, or lose yourself for hours -- just like Kerouac.
San Fransisco is compact, but it's still easy to get lost. Fortunately, someone was thoughtful enough to emboss the sidewalks with street names, to make navigation just a bit easier. Cruising around the city center at night is a lot of fun -- the colors streak through the night like comets through space -- though this part of town doesn't have the best night life. The Gold Dust Lounge, right down the street, is the best of the lot.
Chinatown's shopkeepers sell all kinds of trinkets, including shiny, smooth, pocket-sized, jade amulets, which make great paperweights, coffee table decorations or (if you're a bit clever) fridge magnets.
Riding the cable cars in San Fransisco is a bit overpriced ($5 per person, one-way), but it's so much fun and offers such a great view of the city that it's hard to resist -- especially when it's raining out and you don't really feel like trudging up another wet San Fran hill.
Walking along the Golden Gate is transcendent -- the city in the hazy background, islands and mountains dotting the vista, and wide seascapes all around. There are, however, a few sobering reminders along the bridge that not everyone loves the walk as much as you do.
When I was in Chinatown, orange trees were everywhere. So were little girls. The trees, however, did not run away as soon as I snapped their photo.
Intricate, elegant and delicate, tea cups in Chinatown are as fragile as snowflakes and just as beautiful.
They're huge. They're burnt orange. They're tasty. No, I'm not talking about the tourists -- I'm talking about the Dungeness crabs along Fisherman's Wharf. Get em steamed, boiled, in soup, on a sandwich, or in the shell. They're the official mascot of the local foodie scene.
A cozy little courtyard inside Old St Augustine Village, Florida's largest collection of historic homes.
Overlooking the Matanzas River, the sun drops through an unobscured sky offering St Augustine's best sunset. Perched right on the water, Cap's -- a fish camp built in 1947 -- integrates seamlessly with its surroundings: cedars and oaks sprout through the decking, providing an amazing canopy. With three seating areas (inside, waterfront, oyster bar), you’d think that’d be enough, but the wait often exceeds two hours. Arrive early or be prepared to linger. With this view, lingering is easy. Cheers!
Willy Volk has been a member since 27 May 2008 and goes by WillyVolk.
Currently in Lake Worth, Florida!.
I am ... looking to get out of town soon.