| « Empty Album, Empty Promise | Excerpts from a Conversation on Death » |
San Francisco Treat
We're in San Francisco for the week, and I would post a picture or two if I could get iPhoto to resize them easily. If I don't resize them, they will take forever to load (for you and me both--so even if I don't mind taking up your time, I'm still not going to do it). Maybe I will put a couple in a new photo album (linked above). That could work.
The homeless here are much meaner, except for one man who seems like a concierge, offering to help people find places to eat that fit their budget and taste. Parking for the week will run us just less than $100, but driving up on the Pacific Coast Highway was worth it.
We went to Fisherman's Wharf and Pier 39 today. Too many people. Don't go.
While we sat at a diner tonight a guy walked by in a leather halter-vest. No, he didn't have a shirt on underneath. Yes, he was Jeremy Patch.
Oh, and they painted the Golden Gate bridge gray. You can see it in the pictures I'll post.
We have eaten neither rice, nor roni. We also have not seen the Olsen twins or Bob Sagat. This trip has sucked. Other than that, it has been great.