This is probably the "n"th time I express my love to the city with hills. Still, it's not enough for San Francisco.
With the car running up and down the hills, the whole city was stretching and extending gradually. What's more amazing was that it kept going and going..., like it would never get to an end. I was so impressed by the layers in front of me that I even forgot to raise my camera. However, I believe those scenes will stay in my head for a very long time without any reminder from pictures.
Walking down along the narrow path, by all those elegant mansions, brought me to familiar scenes from movies, or maybe fragments from a sweet dream.
One of the biggest charm during the trip is the unexpected tends to impress you more than the long expected.
San Francisco Art Institute was on the way from Lombard Street (this famous landscape was hidden in the shadow of sunset and I didn't bother to take a shoot, considering it may even be less attactive than the popular pages in calendars) to Coit Tower.
Unlike Art Institute of Chicago I visited last year, San Francisco Art Institute is a small private non-profit art school. The architect for its 1968 addition was Paffard Keatinge-Clay, who apprenticed with major architectural figures like Le Corbusier, Frank Lloyd Wright, and Skidmore, Owings & Merrill.