Got out early this morning to discover the second surviving set of San Francisco murals by Maynard Dixon. Missed those and ended up at the Mark Hopkins Hotel for another look in the Don's Room and saw this Apache in the corner I missed the day before.
Unfortunately, the second mural is in a building that is closed and padlocked.
We took in a matinee of "Hamilton" at the Orpheum Theater and it was wonderful.
"How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten Spot in the Caribbean by Providence, impoverished, in squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar?"
—Manuel Lin Miranda, "Hamilton"