Min S.
Yelp
Pacific Tradewinds is so special that I created a Yelp account in order to write my first Yelp review as a gesture of thanks for the good people there. Compared to hostels I have stayed at in Europe and North America, Pacific Tradewinds is the best. First, the basics. The location, on the Financial District/Chinatown border, is excellent. It's a five-minute walk from the subway, one or two blocks away from major bus routes that go all over the city, and walking distance to the water/Ferry Building/Embarcadero/Fisherman's Wharf, North Beach (Little Italy), great restaurants and bars, and shopping (if you're into that). The facilities are very nice. The free linens are clean; you can rent a bath towel for $1 that can be replaced for free as often as you like. Bring a padlock so you can secure your belongings in the big personal locker under your bed. Every morning the floors are vacuumed and the restrooms are scrubbed. The clean, fully-stocked kitchen has new fixtures and lots of room in which several people can cook. For a small monetary contribution you can also dine with the staff at their communal dinner. The living room/common area (sans television) has computers with free internet; the hostel has free wifi.
But this place is special because of its people. I visited San Francisco for an academic conference and initially needed only a place to sleep for four nights that was affordable on a graduate student budget. For those who want to explore the city all day and night, this hostel can function as just such a crash pad. Yet one will also find a community, transient as it may be, of genuine people who are interested in you and your story. This holds true for the staff (all of them travellers staying in S.F. for a short while) and, inexplicably, for the other guests who will, if you want, become your friends and adventure-mates during your stay. The easy-going, friendly tone is set by Dave, the manager who lives upstairs and who knows how to pick good people for his staff.
Two favorite memories of my experience at this hostel are, first, arriving "home" at night following a tiring day at the conference. Before I had taken off my coat, I was greeted by South Africa Pete, who gave me a martini glass filled with Two-Buck Chuck and instructed me to drink and to join the others. A dozen or so of us then sipped cabernet, listened to music, talked, and chilled until the wee hours. Second, it was on Friday evening that I found myself half-napping on the sofa, curled up next to Miami Pete, who was sharing Iraq and Afghanistan war stories with Vietnam veteran Edmunton Dave, who had been stationed in West Berlin prior to living in Thailand for 27 years. Jele (nicknamed "Silent Belgium") was websurfing, Andy (staff) was sitting at reception playing music, and Shelli (staff) was chopping vegetables as she prepared the communal dinner. Though the experience wasn't extravagant, there was a sense of contentment one finds in moments that are both ordinary and beautiful.
I have always enjoyed hostels for the setting and opportunity they provide for clarifying and for reminding me what is, in the end, important. Pacific Tradewinds is such a place, and somehow also more. My five days there felt like five weeks or five months. To Dave and the staff: thank you. I will always be grateful.