San Francisco played host to nine major events this weekend, which meant you had to share the city with at least 1 million people -- and their cars, bikes, and various other modes of transportation.
As the lowly intern, I decided to spend the weekend in traffic to get a firsthand account of the transitpocalypse -- and to play SF Weekly's Hardly Strictly Bingo.
Much to my surprise, the city was unusually prepared for the weekend crush of people.
As I made my way to various events, I noticed that the rest of San
Francisco was eerily silent and empty; perhaps city residents had locked
themselves inside to dodge the crowds? But those who were brave enough
to venture outside found themselves among the throngs of people -- tens of thousands attended events. However, the nightmarish transportation delays we all braced for never materialized.
Maybe this is why: Muni had diesel
buses running along tracked lines that acted as shuttles, carting
people to and from events without a hitch. BART
also played its part with longer trains running more frequently, which really helped keep things moving.
And down at Golden Gate Park, Muni had buses lined up, waiting for the crowds as they left the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass festival. In our experience, people were allowed to shuffle on board without paying, just to keep things moving. So while we were all packed in like sardines, at least we weren't late for dinner.
Now, if you were dumb enough to drive into the city after we told you not to, then you probably noticed the cyclists and pedicabs passing you by as
they plied their trade up and down the Embarcadero. That's because the city blocked off one lane and opened it to cyclists only. However, from what we saw, most everywhere else in the
city -- from Golden Gate Park to the Castro Street Fair -- traffic flowed seemingly better than a Monday commute.
Of course, I took this as a good opportunity to play our very own Hardly Strictly Bingo, where I saw, among other things, a leather vest, an angry Muni employee, and an empty police car double-parked.
Here's my Bingo score card. Did you beat me?