San Francisco: Day Two
Interesting note: as I'm writing this, I am also watching The Rock on television, which was filmed mostly in San Francisco. But I digress...
Today started with a lovely complimentary breakfast in the modest lobby of our quaint hotel. It was a fancy selection of fine muffins, doughnuts, danishes, and fresh fruit. Thank you, Francisco Bay Inn. I can count on you to fill my stomach with early morning sugary-sweetness. And a banana.
After we had our fill, we "dressed up" and made our two mile walk from the room to one of the studios we visited. It was a pleasant walk, meandering through quiet residential streets, up and down gentle, rolling hills. We made it to the studio with time to spare and a foreshadow of our day to come.
The meeting went wonderfully, and after about an hour we walked back onto the streets, eager to utilize our tender legs. We were completely elated with the weather, especially having been "rained" on the previous evening. I use quotation marks only because it was more like being hosed down by several annoying children while standing in a wind tunnel refrigerator.
We made a quick stop at pier 7 to take a picture of the Bay Bridge and a rather timid seagull. I tried to make it feel less threatened by saying hello; he pooped near my foot. To everything, there is a season.
We called another studio at lunch, hoping to set up a time to visit. Success! Yet, we had about three hours to kill. Naturally, we take a walk through Chinatown. Naturally.
I think we may have found a warp to Chinatown (like in Super Mario Bros., only without the pipes and mushrooms that make you grow), because when we decided to move on and see some of the financial district, we would always somehow end up right back in Chinatown. It would be nice to have one of those warps in the room right about now; I could really go for some lo mein.
Eventually, we gave up trying to escape and decided to wait out the rest of our time at a park.
The second meeting went well, yet didn't last as long; we had a lot of time to sight-see and fein homosexuality, which is quite easy to do in San Francisco. Pretty much all you have to do for that is walk beside another guy or pose on a bench with the camera on a ten second timer.
The rest of the day was spent near the beautiful bay of San Francisco. We walked to Pier 39, which happened to be more than just a pier. In fact, it gave us great views of the Bay Bridge, Alcatraz, and the Golden Gate Bridge. We enjoyed watching the sea lions wrestle for position on the platforms. I liked how this one sea lion half-lay on its back. Looking at it, I ponder: does it have bones? The Pier also had some shops and restaurants and other things people with "money" might be able to enjoy. I use quotation marks because it is more theoretical than it is actual.
Then we walked the area of Fisherman's Wharf. Again, theoretical.
Just past the Wharf is Ghirardelli Square, which I can only assume is the home to a singular piece of square chocolate. Whatever it is, it is in a perfect area to catch the sun set behind the Golden Gate Bridge. Watch out! I'm about to get artistic in this piece!
Now, I know these photos might create in your heart and soul feelings of serenity, but if you could have felt the incredible pain I was feeling in my legs and feet at the time I took these pictures, you might feel differently. All I have to say is: watch out for my sexy buns and thighs, I just walked 200 miles!
Today started with a lovely complimentary breakfast in the modest lobby of our quaint hotel. It was a fancy selection of fine muffins, doughnuts, danishes, and fresh fruit. Thank you, Francisco Bay Inn. I can count on you to fill my stomach with early morning sugary-sweetness. And a banana.
After we had our fill, we "dressed up" and made our two mile walk from the room to one of the studios we visited. It was a pleasant walk, meandering through quiet residential streets, up and down gentle, rolling hills. We made it to the studio with time to spare and a foreshadow of our day to come.
The meeting went wonderfully, and after about an hour we walked back onto the streets, eager to utilize our tender legs. We were completely elated with the weather, especially having been "rained" on the previous evening. I use quotation marks only because it was more like being hosed down by several annoying children while standing in a wind tunnel refrigerator.
We made a quick stop at pier 7 to take a picture of the Bay Bridge and a rather timid seagull. I tried to make it feel less threatened by saying hello; he pooped near my foot. To everything, there is a season.
We called another studio at lunch, hoping to set up a time to visit. Success! Yet, we had about three hours to kill. Naturally, we take a walk through Chinatown. Naturally.
I think we may have found a warp to Chinatown (like in Super Mario Bros., only without the pipes and mushrooms that make you grow), because when we decided to move on and see some of the financial district, we would always somehow end up right back in Chinatown. It would be nice to have one of those warps in the room right about now; I could really go for some lo mein.
Eventually, we gave up trying to escape and decided to wait out the rest of our time at a park.
The second meeting went well, yet didn't last as long; we had a lot of time to sight-see and fein homosexuality, which is quite easy to do in San Francisco. Pretty much all you have to do for that is walk beside another guy or pose on a bench with the camera on a ten second timer.
The rest of the day was spent near the beautiful bay of San Francisco. We walked to Pier 39, which happened to be more than just a pier. In fact, it gave us great views of the Bay Bridge, Alcatraz, and the Golden Gate Bridge. We enjoyed watching the sea lions wrestle for position on the platforms. I liked how this one sea lion half-lay on its back. Looking at it, I ponder: does it have bones? The Pier also had some shops and restaurants and other things people with "money" might be able to enjoy. I use quotation marks because it is more theoretical than it is actual.
Then we walked the area of Fisherman's Wharf. Again, theoretical.
Just past the Wharf is Ghirardelli Square, which I can only assume is the home to a singular piece of square chocolate. Whatever it is, it is in a perfect area to catch the sun set behind the Golden Gate Bridge. Watch out! I'm about to get artistic in this piece!
Now, I know these photos might create in your heart and soul feelings of serenity, but if you could have felt the incredible pain I was feeling in my legs and feet at the time I took these pictures, you might feel differently. All I have to say is: watch out for my sexy buns and thighs, I just walked 200 miles!
posted by Jeff at 12:43 AM
7 Comments:
Well check you and your artistic skills out! I'll have a lot of images to play with when you get back. :)
You guys are the biggest nerds... and Jeff, sometimes I forget how well you write- I seriously enjoyed reading this post.
I loved your explanation of "rain."
what's a wind tunnel refrigerator?
i'm not sure how you will play with these photos. maybe if you print them out you could fold them into paper airplanes or origami or something. anyway, i hope our children will be able to have as much fun as you do playing with images. it will certainly be a cheap toy.
and while you may have enjoyed "rain," i can't feel my legs. actually, i can feel them. a lot. i'm looking forward to day 3 so that i might feel my legs with every step i take, every move i make.
and glen, i could explain to you what a wind tunnel refrigerator is, but google images doesn't have a photo of one and i can't think of a better simile. i'm sorry.
sarah, you're just not showing any letting up are you- :) that's okay- i don't blame you- i'm glad you can say it- i have to be the "supportive wife" :)(not that i mind)
Ok sarah- you are just making me feel really good today :) which is good since i'm here at home by myself... but it's okay. i can catch up on my young and the restless with no complaining. oh- and i want you to know (still talking to sarah) that jeff did have your birthday present completed and ready to go days before your birthday. it is still sitting on the chair in the den. i think he may want to add something to it or i would mail it there myself, but i promise he didn't wait until after your birthday to get started. just thought you ought to know :)
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