Although you're never too far from water in San Francisco, the city doesn't compete for beaches in California (what it lacks in sand, it makes up for in everything else) So the locals who fall into one of the 'H' categories: Hipster, Hobos, Hippies, and Homo's (or "legal aliens"like ourselves) go on a pilgrimage to Dolores Park at the weekend. Located in the Mission District, it's basically a 7 mile stretch of green grass which reminds me of that lumpy landscape on Teletubbies, except it has a huge marijuana cloud over it. On a bright, sunny day it's the perfect place to grab a couple of tins.. (we chose 'Four Loco', an unforgiving 12 % Vol beer/energy drink hybrid) and chill out on the mountainous stretch of grass to watch the crowds go by. This is a drawing I did on our first visit (on our second I only managed to draw one tree cos I'd already half-way drunk my can of 'Loco') and you can see some of Mission's buildings in the background. Bethany (the one with purple hair) is sitting in the foreground!