Slept in a bit, ate breakfast, and went to work on locating a nearby doctor to look at my ankle/infection. I ended making an appointment at a concierge medical group. It will cost me $150 to join the medical for a year, but I can see them this morning. The only other option was going to the ER and waiting for hours.
The concierge medical group is in a neighborhood in what appears to be a converted house. I arrived at 9:30 AM for my 10 AM appointment. I had to fill out my medical history on a computer in the waiting room. The doctor called me a few minutes after 10 AM to go in for my appointment. The doctor who treated me, is actually a nurse practioner who graduated from Harvard. She did her residence at Mass General and lived in Cambridge. We chatted about Boston. She and her husband are heading back up to Boston to visit friends in the coming weeks.
Turns out it was a very good thing I went to see the doctor. The infection was not clearing up, in fact it is getting worse. She took a culture and prescribed a stronger antibiotic and gave me a antibiotic cream to put on the wound itself. Off to the pharmacy to pick up the new antibiotic and then on into San Fran for some sightseeing.
Fisherman's Wharf with Luke, Hannah, Andrew, and a college friend of Hannah. We walked around for a bit and then went for lunch. Andrew and I got sushi at a restaurant at the end of Pier 39 overlooking Alcatraz and the Golden Gate Bridge, although we could not see the Golden Gate Bridge due to the heavy fog. Every so often we could see the very top of the bridge's suspension system, but nothing else. We walked to Lombard Street and watched the cars zig-zag down. Then it was off to Chinatown for Chinese food.
We wandered around Chinatown for an hour or more people watching, popping into stores and tasting tea. We could not decided on a restaurant, so I asked the mailman if he had any suggestions. He gave us the name of two restaurants. We picked the one that served traditional Hong-Kong style. The restaurant, like most in Chinatown, appeared to be a mom and pop operation. Luke, Hannah, Chris B., John, Andrew and I went to the restaurant for dinner. Chris B made friends with our waitress/mom owner right away by asking if the $20.00 min on credit card purchases was firm. With attitude our waitress informed him that it was. We continued to make her happy by telling her that we wanted individual checks, which led her to walk away in a bit of a huff. When she returned 4 people said they were going to share checks. When she made it around to John, he added fuel to the fire by asking if the restaurant served crab rangoon, she informed him that was not real Chinese food. We continued making an impression by asking for our water glasses to be refilled numerous times, which ultimately led to us asking for a pitcher of water. The husband brought the pitcher after making like it was the only water pitcher in the entire restaurant. We did win our waitress back in the end by asking her to join us in a group photo. She was so delighted that she ran back to put lipstick on.
Most of our group along with several others were heading to the baseball game. Chris F. the newest Chris and I wanted to go back to the church using public transportation. I rode into town with Hannah and her friend. Chris took the public transportation so he was pretty sure he could get us back. We walked all the way back to Fisherman's Wharf in an effort to retrace his steps on the bus and subway. We were having little luck when fortune would have it, we bumped into Pete and Carmen who were asking directions from one of the bus employees. We joined up with them. Turned out we could have stayed in Chinatown and walked one block to Union Square to catch the subway.
Back at the church time for bed. 80 plus mile day tomorrow.
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