I'm a sucker for breaking out, for doing things I've never done before, going places I've never been, eating things I've never eaten. I enjoy the thrill. Not so much when I ingest a ton of salt from a buffet oyster or mussell or clam or whatever it was, but that is another story.
I like doing things that I never knew I always wanted to do. I put things on my bucket list after I've done them. So, when our great friends, our BFFs S&C asked us join them in San Francisco for Gay Pride weekend, we jumped on it, got a hotel, and planned a great time, seeing things we'd never seen, etc. We had what I thought was the best time in a very long time, because we had friends with us. We laughed so hard, came up with brilliant new business plans, new inventions, new names for people, places and things. All in all, it was an amazing time.
We walked all over town, over to Haight Ashbury (had some super yummy burgers at a hole-in-the-wall), visited the Castro district (saw some craaaaazy sights there!), and Union Square. We got some exercise, for sure (even if I didnt get a chance to run along the Embarcadero, boo...).
We took some lovey-dovey pictures of S&C, and they took some of us.
S isn't a drinker, but he had his fair share (drops at a time) of Guinness, cabernet, Irish coffee, and white zin. It was the white zin in Monterey that had him down for the count, though; he had a full glass, and was more than tipsy. It was all very amusing to the rest of us.
Our last night in San Fran was great, complete with stomach-ache laughter, a few of those brilliant business plans, and an amazing sunset!
It was amazing, and I loved every minute of it (well, maybe except for the stench of piss and the crazy packed streets, and the drive home, because that part always sucks)!
We definitely have to do something like this again, even if it isn't Pride in San Fran. Maybe Palm Springs. Or San Diego. But we're definitely keeping these guys around.
I like doing things that I never knew I always wanted to do. I put things on my bucket list after I've done them. So, when our great friends, our BFFs S&C asked us join them in San Francisco for Gay Pride weekend, we jumped on it, got a hotel, and planned a great time, seeing things we'd never seen, etc. We had what I thought was the best time in a very long time, because we had friends with us. We laughed so hard, came up with brilliant new business plans, new inventions, new names for people, places and things. All in all, it was an amazing time.
We walked all over town, over to Haight Ashbury (had some super yummy burgers at a hole-in-the-wall), visited the Castro district (saw some craaaaazy sights there!), and Union Square. We got some exercise, for sure (even if I didnt get a chance to run along the Embarcadero, boo...).
We took some lovey-dovey pictures of S&C, and they took some of us.
S isn't a drinker, but he had his fair share (drops at a time) of Guinness, cabernet, Irish coffee, and white zin. It was the white zin in Monterey that had him down for the count, though; he had a full glass, and was more than tipsy. It was all very amusing to the rest of us.
Our last night in San Fran was great, complete with stomach-ache laughter, a few of those brilliant business plans, and an amazing sunset!
It was amazing, and I loved every minute of it (well, maybe except for the stench of piss and the crazy packed streets, and the drive home, because that part always sucks)!
We definitely have to do something like this again, even if it isn't Pride in San Fran. Maybe Palm Springs. Or San Diego. But we're definitely keeping these guys around.
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