@cicerone imposter,
Hah, 19th Avenue is where I had my memorable intersection car breakdown. Scary stuff, it made most of the people in three directions pissed off and honking about it - adrenalin time. Luckily a nice guy helped me get the car to the side of the road. It turns out there were no Volvo dealers in the city, or maybe even any car dealers, not sure, very confusing. Then followed an enforced weekend in San Francisco as the gas station I was towed to was closed for the weekend after I got there.. The good news? I had credit cards and a cell phone, a hotel to sign in at (Garden Palace, I think was the name - a friend had mentioned it before as he was fixing the elevator system there), and one more chance to walk the beautiful city. 19th Avenue is a great street along with 280 through the peninsula, really a favorite road, but it'll always inspire a short frisson of fear in my heart.
Coming back the other way, on 280 to get to 19th, I found myself floating the car in early morning fog over some kind of low bridge - or it seemed like a bridge - bumper to bumper. Weird, scary, and totally beautiful.
I think the Hinges would really like San Francisco.
Back to triple cyclones!