This is the Lyon Street Staircase. There were lots of (skinny) people running up and down the staircase to get their exercise. I was out of breath climbing up it once at a leisurely pace.
It does offer a gorgeous view though. 
And once you think you've climbed the darn thing it turns out there's another section to scale. One of the things I love about San Francisco is that random art awaits you around every corner.
This piece is called Migrant Heart and is part of a 2004 project involving 130 "Public Hearts" on display throughout the city. The homes in this neighborhood are magnificent.
No, this is not a hotel, somebody actually lives here. 
This is the entryway of someone's home. I bet you thought it was a church.
And, of course, what home is complete without a greenhouse in the front yard?Speaking of front yards and random art, the homes in this neighborhood display art as if it were no big deal.
I thought about editing out his man parts but how mischievous would that have been?Other yards sported art that was a little more mainstream.
Other pieces of art were functional.
And some homeowners incorporated art into the building itself.
On my way back I went down this fun road.
And, of course, I slipped and went sliding down. This time it was on my knee instead of my rear. 
