From wherever you are head north, east, south, west or some combination of those directions up to Tank Hill just before the sun sets. Stay for a while and take in the incredible views of the San Francisco, Golden Gate Park, and everything in between as the glow of the sun sinks into shades of pink on it’s way down. Be prepared to be blown away. Literally. It’s really windy up there.
Hop in a car with your mom and head north over the Golden Gate Bridge to Calistoga, where hot springs and mud baths are a plenty. Book an early morning massage at Indian Springs and enjoy an entire day of nothingness, lounging by the enormous geyser-fed, hot-hot-hot mineral pool. In the likely event you lose your ability to move your body due to extreme relaxation, I suggest you avoid the deep end.
Wake up extra early on a Saturday morning and head on over to Ferry Plaza. Take a moment to notice how the light changes over time as you watch the vendors set up their wares. Soon the silence turns to the hustle and bustle of tourists checking out the farmers market, so get in fast and get out before it’s too crowded to move.
Navigate your way across the Golden Gate Bridge, through some roads and over to Tiburon. Stroll about the town, have a beer and take a rest on the grass by the edge of the water. Set up camp and work on perfecting your handstands for several hours. Broken limbs, backs and egos are highly likely.
When you’re walking to wherever it is you go again, spend some time looking up at the buildings around you. Take notice to patterns and details, windows and escape routes. Make sure no one is trying to escape while you’re doing it, they’re likely to land on your face.
Walk, ride, bike or bus over to the very expansive Golden Gate Park. Here, you’ll find lots of hidden delights and surprises like the rose garden, secretly tucked away beyond the museums. Spend some time exploring the varietals, enjoying the lovely scents and admiring the colors, shapes and sizes of the seemingly endless beds of roses. Always remember one thing: roses have thorns so don’t go falling in.
Take a ride to your nearest beach on a less desirable day – the foggier, the moodier, the overcastier the better. Enjoy exploring the eerie atmosphere, get lost in your solitude and consider the stark contrast of the beach on a sunny day. If I were you, I would avoid swimming, drowning and falling off cliffs. No one will find you.