I wasn’t completely vibing with San Francisco at first. It just seemed like a weird version of New York with shorter buildings and more stylish homeless people. The Mission District was more my style and the historical aspect was finally drawing me in.
One of the things that the Mission District is known for is it’s murals (and hipsters haha). We met a boy in the park from San Francisco and I recruited him as our tour guide. His name is Ksen (key-sen) and he is actually largely Native American. He is my favorite kind of person, the kind who meets random people on the street and then hangs out with them for the rest of the day because “why not?”
The other thing I was super excited to see was the Mission Church – the oldest standing building in San Francisco, built by monks and Native Americans. It is small with a graveyard in the back full of tombstones from the 1800s and some of San Francisco’s founders. There is now a much bigger one next door.
I think I’ve said it before and I suppose I will say it again… I’ve been to A LOT of churches, all throughout Italy and the rest of Europe as well as Synagogues, Mosques in Turkey, and Buddhist temples in Korea. Churches and other religious buildings absolutely fascinate me. Not because I’m pious in any way, but because they are buildings that the human race puts the utmost time and care into building and maintaining; because they are buildings that mean something special to a group of people. Being a person who is intensely interested in the cultures of others, churches are like a window into another world, especially in a place like the United States, which is so vast and often lumped into one category. For instance, the Mission church and the Ebenezar Baptist Church I went to in Atlanta couldn’t be more different. They served different purposes and different communities and are beautiful buildings of history!
Next post will be about Alcatraz! oooh, eerie ;)