It’s no secret we normally hit the road in June. It coincides with the time that Randy’s free from his responsibilities as a teacher and has a birthday, and we have a wedding anniversary. Recent past years have included Sedona, and Sea Ranch; this year San Francisco proper got the nod.
We jammed as much as we could into four days: Beach Blanket Babylon, a Tony Party with the Ray of Light Theatre, the Disney Museum and the deYoung’s Summer of Love exhibit, a tourist swing through Fisherman’s Wharf and Coit Tower, and amazing food all over the place. The stay was anchored by the fabulous Tilden Hotel, which gave us the needed moments of rest and calm in addition to a place to leave our stuff. Embarrassed to say I never would have heard about it but for a blind bid on Priceline – now I can’t imagine returning to the city without looking for availability there first.
Of course, it didn’t hurt anything that midway through the trip we stopped at the Cathay House for sustenance and spiritual guidance and we blessed by our representative of the Ancient Order of Chinese Busboys and Cooks with these bits of wisdom:
Be alert for new opportunities [in bed] – pleasure or business [in bed].
You will soon be singled out for a promotion [in bed]. Congrats!
We got back from San Francisco yesterday afternoon. The puppy was happy to see us. I think having six people fawn over him for two days was too much for even him, and now he’ll have a chance to rest as we get some work done.
San Francisco was wonderful. Food, sights, coffee with North Dallas Thirty, more food, more sights, and then even more food and more sights. A perfect little weekend get away.
I feel like Ginger packing for her three-hour cruise. Just how many clothes do I really need for 48 hours in San Francisco anyways? Whatever happened to the days I could live out of a single suitcase for weeks?
To The Bitter North
Yes, I should be finishing up this template and doing lots of work-type things. Instead I’m shutting down the office and heading up to San Francisco for a few days. Time for some me time.
Arnold Will Fight
Personally, I doubt either of the two initiatives mentioned in the article will qualify for the ballot. Even if they did, I don’t think they’d pass. C’mon, this is California. Regardless, this was interesting to see in the afternoon news:
“I will always be there to fight against that,” Schwarzenegger said, prompting loud cheers and a standing ovation from about 200 people at the annual convention of the Log Cabin Republicans, the nation’s largest gay Republican group.
If you have a strong stomach and nothing breakable within arm’s reach, the comments section on the same AP article in the Union-Tribune is, ahem, interesting. I guess that shows the difference between San Diego and San Francisco.