Today I spent quite a bit of time on Muni and walking through the Castro and SOMA. In just a few short hours I ran across so many interesting sights, I was reminded of the reasons I love this city. It is visually stimulating in a very hearty way. Like an awesome, rich and well put together piece of lasagna, it forces you to savor and sit back occasionally.
Here is what I saw and heard today:
The huge PRIDE flag over the Castro muni stop, snapping in the wind as the fog moved out.
A homeless man who had let go of any verbal plea and opted instead for just shoving his hand toward me as I walked by.
A crowded train full of rushed, tense people suddenly overrun at a stop by a band of 10 1st graders who breathed a bit of life into the car with their shenanigans.
A sweet little girl and her mother on a lunch date under the dome at SF Centre.
Dandruff on many of the passengers on the packed-like-sardines train car I took home at rush hour.
A surprising level of humanity and consideration exhibited by those packed in passengers as we jostled about and remained tolerant while more and more people packed in at each stop.
Sadness in the face of a friend while he talked about his frustrating search for a partner.
Joy in the face of another as she shared the early stages of a romance going well.
Glee on the face of my sweaty, active little boy when he saw me after a day away from each other.