It was a beautiful 63°F/ 17°C outside today when I took a walk at lunch time around the north end of Market Street here in downtown San Francisco.




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It was a beautiful 63°F/ 17°C outside today when I took a walk at lunch time around the north end of Market Street here in downtown San Francisco.



Every night this week, after taking the bus uphill to the hotel, I have walked back down to Union Square and Market Street to get something to eat.
The sun sets at 7.15 pm, leaving just enough daylight to check out the buildings that line Post, Taylor and O’Farrell Streets.





Monday was the start of another week for in San Francisco for me, and I’m staying in the Courtyard Marriott ‘Union Square’. The name of the hotel is a little bit of a stretch, seeing that Union Square is five blocks away. The area around the hotel does have a good inventory of art deco buildings, and art galleries.



I took the light rail train down to Pioneer Square on Saturday to check out the ice cube (that I wrote about last Sunday). It’s pretty cool (icy, to be exact), but not a solid cube. Afterwards I walked up six blocks to University Street station and stopped along the way to check out The Mark, a new high-rise building under construction on Fifth Avenue.



I still get to ride in ‘new’ street cars (‘new’ to me, not new to the world!) – and so here they are, the ones that took me to the office on Tuesday morning and Wednesday morning.


There is a skyscraper construction boom going on in and around San Francisco’s financial district. This is 181 Fremont, with a floor count of 54 and a height of 802 ft (244m). The Salesforce Tower that is under construction nearby will boast 61 floors, and stand 970 ft (295m) tall.


‘New Rule: Capitalism Eats Everything’ warned comedian/ talk show host Bill Maher of HBO, recently, of the dangers of unchecked capitalism in America. And here is a sequence of pictures from an article in the New York Times that show someone’s daily life, and how much private equity (instead of public services) has crept into every aspect of it.
I followed NBC’s pre-race blurb
about South Africa’s Wayde van Niekerk with interest. Wayne is a student in Bloemfontein, the city where I was born, and is coached by 74-year old Ans Botha.
His winning time in the 400m Men’s Final was a sensational new world record of 43.01, bettering Micheal Johnson’s record of 17 years ago in 1999.



I went to the Seattle Art Fair here in the city today. Check it out .. here are some of my favorites. (Pictures taken with my phone. I was a little surprised that they allowed us to take pictures. Even so, I tried not to go overboard with taking pictures).














Here are some iPhone pictures of works of art that were on display at Volunteer Park here in my neighborhood on Saturday night. The exhibit was called Lusio and organized by artist Mollie Bryan.






I bought a nice little Japanese book (translated to English) by Bunpei Yorifuji called ‘Wonderful Life with the Elements’. In the first few pages he gives an overview of how mankind learned to extract and use more and more elements from the earth’s crust. The universe is made mostly of hydrogen and helium, but Earth (by mass) is made of iron (32.1%), oxygen (30.1%), silicon (15.1%), magnesium (13.9%), sulfur (2.9%), nickel (1.8%), calcium (1.5%), and aluminium (1.4%); with the remaining 1.2% consisting of trace amounts of other elements.





(Yes, that’s a ‘Hotel California’ reference). Our Alaska Airlines ‘bird’ had a broken part last night, and the ground crew proceeded to tell us the flight was delayed from 4.00 pm to 4.30, then to 5.00, then to 7.00, then to 9.00, 9.30, and come 9.30, one more delay to 10.30. Several other flights to Seattle and Portland had already taken off by that time. We finally boarded at 10.45, wheels up at 11.00 and arrived in Seattle at 1.00 am. The veteran flyers all agreed that this was very unusual, and that they should have probably canceled the flight altogether by early evening. But with all the airplanes completely full for the morning with the 4th of July holiday weekend upon us, I guess there was no spare plane available, even on Friday morning. Anyway : made it home safe, even though it took a little longer than usual, is that not right? Then the delay really does not matter much.




The Marina district is named after the San Francisco Marina on the shoreline. There is also a strip of green lawn called the Marina Green between the water and the built-up area.
Buildings in the Marina district have suffered damage to earthquakes on more than one occasion the last century or so, but as Wikipedia notes : physically, the neighborhood appears to have changed very little since its construction in the 1920s.
Four of us from work went to an Italian restaurant in the Marina district tonight, and I did the very San Francisco thing of taking an ‘Uber pool’ ride home. (Smart phone app used to summon a driver, shown on the map with his name and his car, as well as whom you will share your ride with, what the cost is, and what the estimated arrival time of the car is. Wow! That’s a whole lot of technology coming together!).


Here are pictures from my day in San Francisco outside of working at the office.




Here are some of my mementos from my trip. I love foreign coins and banknotes, and foreign stamps as well.




I’m home! The travelers from Frankfurt arrived into Seattle shortly after noon Pacific Time. I sat next to the window, and looked out at just the right time to see a beautiful view of the Columbia river as we crossed it in Canada, right after the British Columbia border.



I made it to Frankfurt .. Next stop Seattle.


[From Wikipedia]
Hamburg, a major port city in northern Germany, is connected to the North Sea by the Elbe River. It’s crossed by hundreds of canals, and also contains large areas of parkland. Its central Jungfernstieg boulevard connects the Altstadt (old town) and the Neustadt, passing Binnenalster lake, dotted with boats and surrounded by cafes and restaurants. Oysters and traditional Aalsuppe (soup) are local specialties.
I did the best I could with the day-and-a-half and rain/ freezing rain at times in Hamburg! I will have to try to come back in summer some time, when the weather is warmer. The HafenCity* area’s development continues, even after 15 years since it had started, and I would love to spend more time there when it had been completed.
*HafenCity is an urban center with many shops, restaurants, hotels and cultural venues as well as rising visitor numbers. More than 2,000 people now live in HafenCity as a whole; there are more than 5,000 students at the various academic institutions; upwards of 10,000 employees work in more than 500 businesses. It aspires to generate and use clean energy and be a model for the new cities that will have to be built around the world this century.















I learned on Monday night that Wednesday – the day of my scheduled departure from Frankfurt to Seattle – is going to be an ugly day at Frankfurt airport. A massive service workers’ union strike forced Lufthansa to cancel 350 flights at Frankfurt, including the one I had to get there for the Frankfurt to Seattle flight. So I pushed out my return by a day .. and thought to squeeze in one more train trip : one from Copenhagen to Hamburg. (I plan to fly early Thursday from Hamburg to Frankfurt). The train ride was quite something. When Deutsche Bahn engineers design and build tracks for their trains, they stop at almost nothing. The train track runs across bridges to cross rivers and narrow channels, and into tunnels to go through hills, or underground. And for a ferry crossing, such as the one between Denmark and Germany that crosses the Fehmarn Belt Strait, they built a train track right on the ferry’s deck, to ferry the whole freaking train across the strait. Or at least half the train. At our final station in Denmark (Roedby), the front four cars were disconnected from the rest of the train. As we reached the ferry, the train cars were run onto the ferry, passengers and all. Then we were shooed off the train (the train is locked for the ferry crossing) to go onto the ferry itself during the crossing, and we boarded the train again before the ferry docked. And the train ran off the ferry onto the track and into Puttgarden station. ‘Welcome to Germany’ announced the conductor.








I could see a bridge far away from my hotel room and discovered that it is the Øresund Bridge to Malmö in Sweden : a combined railway and motorway bridge across the Øresund strait between Sweden and Denmark. The bridge runs nearly 8 kilometres from the Swedish coast to the artificial island of Peberholm in the middle of the strait. So! I have to go, I thought, and besides, my feet and legs needed a break from walking all over the city of Copenhagen in between bus rides and train rides. I literally just had time to make the ride out there, look around the Central Station for 15 minutes, and then catch the train back again.




