3.2 miles in Alamo Square

I had a long day. I don't want to hear any flack about the length of this walk.

The Alamo Square neighborhood is famous for one very important reason:

Sing it with me (you know you want to):

What ever happened to predictibility?

The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV.

Everywhere you look , everywhere you go (there's a heart).

There's a heart

A hand to hold onto.

Everywhere you look , everywhere you go.

There's a face

Of somebody who needs you.

Eveywhere you look,

When you're lost out there and you're all alone,

A light is waiting to carry you home,

Everywhere you look.

Everywhere you look.

Hmm...I couldn't find any hearts or a light to carry me home, but I did find these old mattresses.

Generally, the housing in this neighborhood is what we'll call "well used."  But occassionally, a row of houses would be flipping amazing like this one.

The music venues are aplenty here.  Yoshi's is a great jazz bar.

The Fillmore is a really fun rock venue.

Every once in a while, I got the feeling that this neighborhood was kinda sketchy.

But upon closer inspection, it's not that sketchy after all.

This place looks adorable.

I wish I knew what this means.

Your inspirational message for the day.  Enjoy.