I have such fond memories of my (work) visit in San Francisco in June 2015 during the week of the NBA Finals. I didn't know much about the city but I thought it

I have such fond memories of my (work) visit in San Francisco in June 2015 during the week of the NBA Finals. I didn't know much about the city but I thought it couldn't be any worse than Manhattan. The only time I got sketched out was when I was walking up Filmore St. near the McDonalds. Some caricature looking fella started calling me ching chong trying to mess with me. I crossed the street before crossing the light and just walked on the other side pretending that didn't hear anything (earbuds) while keeping an eye on him. I always thought that I can go anywhere I want after growing up and living around slums in the third world at that time but every place has its own unique set of dangers.