A Night in San Francisco - A Family Adventure

When traveling to most cities of the world, findingfrom the low 100's and going up to the high 600's.
discount accommodations when arriving to yourWe got in our car to make our investigation and
destination is always a possibility. Not so in theinspected one hotel after the other, some dark
diverse and complex city of San Francisco. Fromand dank and some bright and classic. We settled
the hills of Daly City to the plains of Berkeley, theon the Grant Plaza Hotel at $180 a night. We had
environments and people are so diverse that youra rollaway brought for my two children and spent
vacation could with one dial of the phone be athe rest of the day recuperating for our previous
paradise made in heaven or an inferno designed in,nightmare.
well you know, that other place.That evening, we ventured out to walk around
Families making their hotel reservations at thethe Streets of San Francisco and I must tell you
smaller hotels that dot the periphery of Sanit was scary. There were destitute people lurking
Francisco might be able to land a bargain, but findat every doorway, down every alley, sleeping
they may find themselves sharingabove the street vents for warmth. This was a
accommodations with other crawling critters thathaven for the homeless and I am not sure where
would make even the toughest among us parentsthe tourist fits in. It was both sad and a
squirm.frightening, especially since coming from an
I did this once. I came to San Francisco on aisolated small town in Minnesota. I passed out
budget and thinking to wing my accommodations;quarters to those asking as if I were passing out
I found a phonebook and booked a motel for $59flyers for a corner store.
a night. Well, the minute I saw the hotel along aWe eventually found a Starbuck near Union
poorly lit side street I knew we were in trouble.Square and quickly ducked in. After a family
This hotel was something I would expect to seemeeting to discuss our situation, we decided to
in medieval Europe, not in actuality. But it was latecatch a trolley car and make a dash to the
and we succumbed to our basal instincts for sleepfamous Fisherman's Wharf and Ghirardelli's Square.
and it was 'just one night.' But the bed was soWe scampered out of Starbucks and caught the
grimy we actually slept on the floor, and thenext trolley. It was a wild ride straight up and
occasional voices we heard in the alleys were sostraight down a city built on a mountain. We all
hair razing I don't think sleep was an option forscreamed with joy. We spent an enchanting
any of us - and we were in their 'best room!'evening among all the tourist shops, street
The next day I called numerous hotels in Sanperformers and family attractions that populate
Francisco city proper. You know, where theFisherman's Wharf. We bought a big pound of
Trolley Cars roam and the street performersfudge at a fudge shop and drank coke and
perform. I found a number of places, rangingchampagne until late in the evening.