Let me tell you about a little thing I call travel burnout.
San Francisco was a city that Dan and I were super jazzed to visit. It has been on our must-see list for years! It was a main destination on the road trip and we were excited to arrive!
It didn’t take long to realize that we were both suffering from traveler burn out. We’ve encountered this before on our previous month long trips. You are tired. Not just mentally or physically tired, but tired of being a tourist. You are tired of looking at things. Monuments, museums, art, shops, restaurants, history lose all meaning to you. I couldn’t care less about anything. I stopped looking around in awe. I stopped pointing things out. I kept my head down and tried to avoid all the people. It’s like your brain cannot let in any more details and you need to let it shut down.
We woke up late on our first full day in San Francisco. We hadn’t really discussed what we were going to do. We ate breakfast, showered, watched some horrible daytime talk show and then decided to head downtown. We wondered aimlessly around the shopping district, in and out of stores without buying anything. It was pretty wild walking up and down San Francisco’s steep hills.
Our next stop was a great little gluten-free arepa restaurant we found (thanks Google!) called Pica Pica. I loved this restaurant. They specialized in arepas (a delicious, soft, warm corn based bread) of course, but they also had other great dishes! I had a spicy pulled pork arepa, a side of coleslaw and an order of yucca fries with spicy ketchup. So good. Dan also tried the cheddar cheese empanadas. The best part is that the entire restaurant is 100% gluten-free! It even says so on their sign. We loved this place so much we even went back for dinner the next night.
As much as I love finding restaurants like this when I travel, I always get a little sad when I think about how I won’t be able to go back. At least not for a very long time.
After lunch we decided to take drive to the Golden Gate Bridge. Despite the fact that it was sunny downtown, it was very, VERY foggy at the bridge. You could only see fragments of this stunner.
And did I mention how cold San Francisco is? At this point our travel burnout was at peak levels and Dan and I decided that we’d enough of forcing ourselves to be tourists. At exactly 4pm we decided to go back to the hotel. We picked up some In N Out burger and hid out in the hotel room, writing, editing photos and watching TV.
It was a perfect night.
We stayed in a nice little motel in San Carlos, CA called The San Carlos Inn. It was a great price and our room was clean and spacious. The only problem was that traffic in the bay area is a nightmare. It took us forever to get downtown and back (no matter the time of day!) I would recommend you take your traffic tolerances into consideration when deciding where to stay! I think we’ll splurge on a room downtown next time, or at the very least learn the commuter train schedule.