Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Be sure to wear a flower in your hair...

Things that I love about San Francisco:
1. Shoe Pavillion. That's right, it's a pavillion full of shoes! And it's goddamn effing amazing. I almost burst into spontaneous orgasms after entering 60 seconds. While I'm sure that similar stock can be found in the T-dot, the fact that it's all under one roof and that the prices appear to be cheaper (as long as I don't remember the exchange rate) makes it all the more special.
2. Trader Joe's. An amazing Whole Foods-esque minus the pretention grocery store. Along with the fact that I LOVE the fact that I can buy all sorts of alcohol along with my pita chips and chinese chicken salad, I'm pretty impressed by the selection and quality.
3. The Sea Lions. I know that I must look retarded but I could literally stand next to the water watching them on their little floating docks for hours at a time. And I can't help myself from laughing out loud at them. They're hilarious and they make amazing barking sounds. A downside to this visit was the distinct stench of sea lion asshole in the air. The guy beside me said (out loud) "it smells like seal booty down here". I wanted to bash him in the head and correct him that it was in fact SEA LION BOOTY and to shut the hell up. I refrained.
4. HBO. Now, I realize that this is not a San Francisco specific element - but nonetheless I love being in the States, closing myself in the hotel and watching HBO. It's full of amazing tv shows and movies all day long! If I wasn't previously engaged in some serious shopping tomorrow I could definitely do some good work on my bed sores.
5. Rice-a-roni. No, I haven't actually sampled any while on this trip. But it's the goddamn San Francisco treat for christ's sake, I couldn't complete a list without giving props to the spanish flavour rice-a-roni. It's got me through some rough times.

That's all for now, although I'm sure that I'll fall in love with several more things tomorrow.
My agenda for Tuesday includes: breakfast at IHOP, a solid morning in Macy's, lunch at the Cheesecake Factory, solid afternoon in Union Square and hopefully an evening with the bf - I keep forgetting he's on this trip too.

1 comment:

  1. All I can say is that anyone who conjures up a comment like "It smells like seal booty down here" is a friend of mine. More so even, a possble life mate. I'm still laughing.