Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts

4.03.2010

Weekend in San Francisco, Day 2

My first experience with waking up in San Francisco was very slow. We three of us woke up around 7 AM, and one of us wanted to get out of bed, so we stayed in another hour or so. Unfortunately, we knew we had to eventually get up, if only to move the car.

Let me take this moment to say that parking in San Francisco sucks. There are no parking spaces anywhere, and when you do finally find one, they're only two hours spots, so you have to move it way too soon anyway. We were lucky enough to be able to park Lil's car in front of Sara's driveway overnight, but we needed to move it in the morning.

After a 15 minute search for a new spot, we hiked back to Sara's apartment where I made omelettes for breakfast. Both Lil & Sara woke up feeling like they were catching a cold, so they weren't really in the mood to do anything too extensive, so we ended up just walking around town for a bit. When it was time for lunch, we ate a tiny Vietnamese place, which was alright. Not the best Vietnamese I've had, but it hit the spot.

By the time we were finished, we had to move the car. Again. So, we just drove back to the apartment. Lil and I decided to head back to Sacramento in order to beat traffic, so packed up our things and started walking to the car. Unfortunately, Lil closed the door behind everybody and realized that the door was locked...with the keys inside. Great. We can't leave and let Sara try to find a way back in by herself.

We tried to break in through the back door for maybe 10 minutes with no success. However, we realized that the keys were on the table about 7 ft. in front of one of the windows. Luckily, the window was unlocked, but it didn't open more than maybe 5 in. I grabbed a broom, reach through the window and carefully edged the keys to the edge of the table closest to me. Once I could move them no further, I reached in and was just barely able to reach the keys. Once again, Jason to the rescue.

Criminal activity finished, we all said our farewells and Lil & I made our way back to Sacramento. The weekend may have started off gloomy, but as we drove back, we had nothing but clear skies. A great ending to a great weekend.

Weekend in San Francisco, Day 1

On April 1st, I posted what I said was going to be my last post for a while. Well, in case you didn't catch on, that was simply a lame April's Fool prank. Don't worry my three faithful readers, my blog will unfortunately continue.

As you may or may not have noticed, I did not post anything yesterday. The reason for this is simple: I was in San Francisco and had no internet access. Worry not, for I shall fill you in on my time there.

My friend Lil invited to go with her to visit her childhood friend, Sara, who just recently moved to San Francisco. I was very hesitant to go, knowing that being stuck out of town with someone I don't know could potentially be very awkward. However, I was feeling adventurous and eventually decided to go. I am so glad I did.

The drive there included cloudy skies, steady rain and lots of traffic, so it wasn't the best, but it also wasn't bad at all. It gave Lil and I a chance to get to know each other a lot better, and having someone to chat with made the trip go by so much faster. When we arrived, we picked up Sara from work and drove back to her apartment. Right away, I could tell Sara was a cool girl, so I knew this would be a fun weekend. Unfortunately, it was still raining, so we weren't quite sure what to do, but we eventually decided to go out for dinner and decide from there. What we ended up doing was bar hopping.

The first bar we went to was called the Kozy Kar, and this place was crazy. The interior was decorated with lots of car parts - such as grills, car seats, etc. - AS WELL AS lots of pictures of nude centerfolds. All along the floors and the walls were collages of centerfolds. I didn't go into the bathroom, but Lil did and she said the collages extended into there, too. The fun doesn't stop there, thought, because this place was also equipped with waterbeds. That's right; waterbeds. There were three spots in this place that had waterbeds instead of seats. Lil, Sara & I climbed into one and chilled there for a while. Such a weird experience, but also a lot of fun.

Eventually, we decided to leave because the drinks were a little expensive and we found our way into another bar whose name escapes me. This place was a lot slower and not nearly as decorative, but it was still an experience. The bartender there was an Asian woman with a strong accent. I felt like I was ordering drinks from Ms. Swan of MadTV fame. I ordered a round of drinks for us, and she responded with a series of questions I barely understood to which I simply agreed with. We got what I wanted, so I guess saying yes was the way to go. There was a couple there playing pool, and Sara and I decided to challenge them to a game. Unfortunately we lost, but only by one ball. That doesn't matter though, because I played for fun, not to win. I am not at all a pool player.

After our game, we went to another bar called The Hydeout that had bored games. We grabbed Rummikub, ordered some drinks and went upstairs to play. By the time we were done with our two rounds of shots, added to the drinks we've already had at the other bars, we were all feeling good. We kept joking around and talking about all sorts of inappropriate matters that we never really finished our game, but who cares; I would've won anyway.

After buying some six-packs of booze, we made our way back to Sara's apartment, and continued the fun. We went out back and hula hooped, which I have not even tried since maybe 4th grade. Surprisingly, I was able to do it for a decent amount of time, even though I probably looked like a fool doing it. I guess that thrusting motion that just comes naturally to me.

Eventually, we all started getting tired, so we changed into our PJs. Sara's only sleeping surface is a bed, which her and Lil decided to share. I was fine sleeping on the floor, but they weren't having it and insisted I climbed into bed with them. And that's how I choose to end the story of that night. I'll write about the next day in my next post.