126. San Francisco

We checked out on Friday, and had an uneventful flight to San Francisco. We stayed at the Clift, yet another Ian Schrager hotel, located close to Union Square in a slightly seedy neighborhood. (Although most of San Francisco has that borderline seedy feel to it, so this neighborhood may have been par for the course.) (And don't worry Stoli, I know San Francisco is near and dear to your heart, so I'll keep snide comments to a minimum).



Unlike most Shrager hotels, this was a renovation of an older, down at heels hotel rather than a new construction, so it had a more eclectic design than most of his hotels. The lobby was typical, dark, with inappropriately throbbing dance music in early afternoon, and enormous furniture thrown about the room.