Fisherman’s Wharf, A Journey Through a Foreign Land

If you live in San Francisco, then chances are you never go to Fisherman’s Wharf, which is more of a tourist destination than anything else. I hadn’t been there in years, until a couple of weeks ago when Telstar Logistics threw a party aboard the S. S. Jeremiah O’Brien on Pier 45.

On the way back from the party I wandered around Fisherman’s Wharf a bit, shooting some photos and I came across a street artist doing some amazing spray paint art for a crowd of tourists. He put on a quite a show, painting to the music and he even finnishing off the painting with a burst of flame from one of his cans. If anyone knows who this artist is, let me know and I’ll update this post.

Walking back to my car, I remembered that there was one other thing in Fisherman’s Wharf worth checking out, the only In-N-Out Burger in San Francisco is located there (see my previous post on In-N-Out Burger). I found the restaurant, ordered a Double-Double, Animal Style and then I sent out a Twitter message saying that Fisherman’s Wharf was like being in another country. Web geek Terry Chay, a San Francisco resident who actually lives in Fisherman’s Wharf, Twitter stalked me, showing up at the In-N-Out Burger. We talked about social networks and other various things, before I left to return to my home country.