Tales

After several tries and help from one of Second monkey’s legislators, I was granted a visa to visit the United States. We booked our tickets with Philippines Airlines because it had a good deal at that time to fly from Malaysia to San Francisco with a free accommodation at the Philippine Village Hotel (in Manila), as we had to transit in Manila and fly the next day.

San Francisco was my first introduction and entry point to the United States. The flight was long with a couple hours of transit in Honolulu. Little monkey seemed to have no problem traveling those long hours on the plane. Our final destination was the Midwest but we stayed in San Francisco to check it out. We stayed in a medium range hotel close to Union Square. I was excited to check out the city so I went out by myself while Second and Little monkeys stayed at the hotel trying to rest after that long flight. I wandered around and was enjoying the sights when I came across a lively street and noticed people were just drinking and sitting along the pavement. I saw a woman with blood on her nose and face, so I approached her to ask if she needed help. The response shocked me – she smashed a bottle in front of me and shouted ” f..k you! ” I was so scared that I ran back to our hotel and told Second Monkey about it and she just laughed. That wasn’t what I expected to see in a country like the USA.

We went around the next day and it was so beautiful. We took the cable car ride and wandered around Fisherman’s Wharf, enjoyed the Golden Gate Bridge, and went sightseeing at Union Square. So where had I been last night? I was told later that I may have wandered down to Mission Street.

San Francisco was lovely, and since then, I have visited it several more times, most recently with Little Monkey.