In my last post, I typed the greatest tale to happen in the City. Now the conclusion.
Sunday morning was nice because I got my full night of sleep. I caught up on a group project and my app, answered a few email and prepared for day 2 at AngelHack. Presentations were at 2 and Peter was anxious to leave so he can present his idea with his partner Nic, Hack Hack Revolution.
Just a quick synopsis of Hack Hack Revolution: Hack Hack Revolution lets non-profit organizations post small development tasks that need completion since hiring developers to do that costs big money. Also, developers or designers who are looking for another developer/designer to work with can use Hack Hack Revolution to pair up with one to complete the tasks given by the nonprofits. Thus, both sides benefit from the use of Hack Hack Revolution because nonprofits save money and developers/designers get a low cost/time commitment test run with a potential partner.
Okay, so Coding House was preparing for the final day at AngelHack. But this time, the Coding House group wasn’t taking the train, we were going to ride in style in Nick’s red 1967 Cadillac DeVille – with top down of course. For me, the worst thing about riding in the back of a convertible is the wind blowing in my eyes and flapping my hair against my forehead (which is semi-painful). There’s no way the people in commercials or stock photos are having that much fun in a convertible. Unfortunately, we left at a later time than expected and arrived at AngelHack minutes after Nic presented. Bummer. I got to see some great ideas but I don’t remember any except the one called Peppermint that I thought was cool ended up winning the grand prize (AngelHack’s own accelerator). Hunger struck most of us during the presentations, so everyone except Peter left to get food (understandably). As we drove throughout the city, Nick got honks, compliments, right and wrong guesses of the year of the Cadillac. So we ate, cruised along the Embarcadero to tourist mecca, Fisherman’s Wharf. From there, Nick showed us a few cool attractions, tourist spots, Aquatic Park and a nice FREE parking spot in the midst of overpriced parking.
After browsing around, we were attempting to contact Peter to pick him up. His phone died so I had a Twitter conversation with him. He was eating at a burger place where Nick proceeded to embarrass him by honking and yelling his name,(yelling resonates nicely on Market Street; so if you remember yelling and honking from a unique red convertible on Market, that was us). But Peter had the last laugh because he won Capital One’s sponsor prize ($1500). From there, it was appropriate to see and walk the Golden Gate Bridge…finally. I liked the informative outdoor section about the bridge. We drove through beautiful Scenic Way (great landscaping there), marveled at the architecture of Legion of Honor and made our way to the beach and make plans for dinner. Nick suggested Thanh Long. I expected a hole-in-the-wall place that wouldn’t have been popular on a Sunday night. But it was the opposite. We idled around for the 45-minute wait and ate the garlic noodles with crab. Maybe I don’t know good seafood but it wasn’t renowned to me. Superb service though.
The day was already towards its end and we made our way home through the peninsula.