"It's a very nice atmosphere, so neat and well-maintained," she told King after a walk in Mission Bay. "Some of the parts are absolutely beautiful."
Um, what? I might not be an expert on architecture, but I happen to live in Mission Bay -- and unfortunately I see its "parts" every single day. The parts are intermittently boxy, devoid of culture, run-down, flat, sterile, loud, concrete, and generally soul-crushing. The park along the creek is nice, at best. The houseboats in the creek, I'll admit, are pretty cool. But the entirety of Mission Creek is not at all a "nice atmosphere."
Other than the houseboats, the only character in the whole area, which is bounded by Townsend, Third, Seventh, and Mariposa streets, as well as the San Francisco Bay, is a run-down former restaurant on a crumbling pier near Berry and Fourth streets.
In reading the rest of the story about van der Pohl, it becomes clear that something is up. Her expert architect's opinion includes descriptions like "really beautiful" and "romantic" and "outrageous" and she even says she believes the controvesial exterior of the De Young will "stay in the hearts of people."
Surely, there must be some explanation for all the fluffiness? My best guess: In the spirit of cultural exchange, King and van der Pohl made a preliminary stop at a medical Marijuana dispensary.