Peace and Love from the Haight
Festival season in the lovely city of San Francisco is now officially in full bloom. Each weekend, you can count on some new street festival to take place, ensuring a day of not only fun, but also an abundance of “people watching”. This weekend, not one, but two festivals were taking place, allowing a profusion of options for the weekend warrior – the Haight Street and North Beach Festivals.
It was a gorgeous sunny day on Sunday (I love how the weather just knows you are going to be outside!), and so I decided to head over to Haight Street with my girlfriends Michelle and Liz. I’ve been to the North Beach Festival before, and though entertaining
and lively (with great Italian fare), I always like to try a diverse variety of events if I can. As I got to the top of Haight at Stanyon, I was amazed at the breadth of the festivities. I couldn’t even see where it ended, it was so big. Also noted when I first arrived, are the clear and obvious differences between the various neighborhoods in the City. The crowd at the Union Street Festival (which I attended last weekend – check out the article HERE) and the crowd at the Haight Street Festival couldn’t be more different. While it seems that the Union Festival takes up with a more preppy and drink-loving crew, Haight Street is definitely better friends with the alternative crowd who’d rather smoke a riff than grab a beer (although not averse to the latter, of course). People were wearing, it seemed, anything that they could get their hands on, some resorting to duct tape if thread was unavailable. And while in some cases in the City, it’s simply for the festivities, for this festival, it seemed that the people attending dressed and were this way perpetually and indefinitely. The crowd is more rugged and “street” and the use of copious amount of marijuana is part of the M.O. People are drinking, but the point of the festival isn’t to simply drink and party, which seems to be the feel at the Union Festival. Perhaps it’s the age of the crowd, perhaps the disposition, but the vibe is definitely more chilled out and calm.
I walked the length of the festival, and it was huge, spanning from the Stanyon to a block past Ashbury. They had every type of food (I’m thinking they must use the same food vendors for these festivals since they all use the same yellow signs and have similar
options). Here though, they had pounds of chicken kabobs grilling up and even shwarma, which made the whole street smell delectable. There were a plethora of booths that sold recycled hand-made jewelry (one even made earrings, necklaces, and rings out of recycled Scrabble pieces!), paintings of local artists, and t-shirts with that Bay Area touch. At one booth, they were having a massive 1 hour sale on all smoking paraphernalia – knowing your audience is key. Zip Cars had a real car that passersby were able to graffiti on (with a washable pen, of course), and I gave a nod to everyone’s favorite site (this one of course!). Several street musicians were playing, and at the end of the street, the local rock band, We Be the Echo, were going at it full force. It was awesome and really made you move! With the massive swirls of people going to and fro, it made for pure eye candy to anyone who likes to people watch (you know who you are – I’m that way too. I get on Muni and it’s like… hot damn… jackpot!!!).
What’s great about this type of festival is that it exposes people to ideas, images, and groups that they might never have been around before. It’s a great way to open your mind while having a great time. People from all over the Bay, but especially from the Haight, frequent this festival time and time again, bringing their own unique sense of culture and style to the streets of San Francisco. All they ask in return is for you to have fun and recycle your left over beer bottles. Sounds like a good trade-off if you ask me.
Peace and love Xo
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