Sunday Streets has become quite the popular affair in San Francisco. Still free from major corporate sponsorship, the city blocks off an extended stretch of a street (this past Sunday, Valencia), and people just roam. Every year, it seems that the extended stretch of street keeps getting extended; this year they added four more blocks.
The Sunday Streets gives local small businesses a chance to show off: health clubs of all sorts conducted all sorts of healthy stuff.
Families and friends had a great time. Sunday Streets is free and there is much to see.
You could pose for a photograph with some unusual friends.
This gentleman had to keep the intersection of 16th and Valencia open for vehicular traffic, but it doesn’t seem to have required much effort.
Some small businesses set up shop. This used furnitures store got creative, placing its wares on the street, and setting up a stage for a mariachi band. Potential customers could relax, sit, listen to music, and check out their possible next sofa.
Craftspeople wandered the street as well, selling their wares. This one seemed successful:
She sold one of her parasols to the woman pushing the wheelchair, and I saw two other women using their new purchases, so I suspect she met a need and met it well.
I don’t know if San Francisco invented Sunday Streets, but we have already made this new phenomenon an old tradition.
Vonn Scott Bair