Riding the rails
On Monday, I took a trip along the full length of the F Market historic streetcar line, to honor Donald Chee, who was responsible for its creation. I was on car 1007. (Take a look at the whole fleet.) I boarded at Embarcadero, rode the car out to Fisherman's Wharf, and then back again all the way down Market into the Castro.
The F Market is a great treasure of San Francisco. It turns out that it only opened a few years ago, shortly before I moved to the Bay Area. It's one of those things I imagined had been here forever.
At the end of the line, the car turned and started to follow the J Church route. I'd heard that the historic streetcars sometimes run along the J route, although I don't understand exactly how or when they decide to do it. This was very nice, too, because I got to see the wonderful view where the J ascends behind Dolores Park on its way into Noe Valley, and it was very convenient because the J route runs by 30th and Mission, pretty easy walking distance from my apartment.
I also drank some lemonade that evening in honor of Mr. Chee.
