InterContinental San Francisco – Now You See It, Now I Don’t

I stopped by the new InterContinental San Francisco on Friday, March 21. The neighborhood coming from Market down Sixth Street was an interesting site at 10am with the homeless in doorways. Groups of men drinking on the sidewalk concealed their brown bagged bottles when the street cop rounded the corner. Reminded me of North Dublin in 1997. Reminded me of San Francisco 1979 and looking for punk rock venues in the vacated garment warehouses that used to be south of Market. The InterContinental has moved the tenderloin crowd another block south and west.

I rounded the corner at Howard and there she stood reflecting morning sunlight in blue tint highrise fashion.

I was told by the hotel staff I need to speak with media relations if I want to make an appointment to see the hotel interior.

And I didn’t even have an appointment.