I'm renting out a room with these people I met on Craigslist. Yeah, yeah crucify me, but honestly, I lucked out! These people are very nice! I am really surprised at how well this living situation is turning out. I live with a couple who reminds me of my sister and brother-in-law, since both families have babies and are constantly living in baby central. Also, I live with another roommate who acts and speaks like one of my brothers. Feels just like home! Very familiar and very comfortable.
So I have this entire week off because of an extended company leave. It's whatevs, pretty boring actually. To pass the time, I have been running again (yay me!). It's super nice in the evenings so I just run around the track at the nearby high school. On Wednesday, after my morning jog, I ran into my couple roommates with their baby as they were leaving the house to go to San Francisco. They asked if I wanted to come along and of course, I said yes! SF is pretty awesome. I took some pictures like the tourist that I am.
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lace we hit was Chinatown. OMG, I love Chinatown! It was so crazy to see all the old buildings and people going about their business like it was 1918 again (I don't know why I chose that year; the area just exudes 1918). We walked around and ate and just explored while waiting for my roommate's friend to meet up with us. See that guy on the left with the white sweater? Yeah, that's Johnny, one of my roommates!It sounds funny, but I wish I could have captured the scent of Chinatown in a bottle and labeled it "Essence of Poo." It really did smell like poo a majority of the time we were there. You would think it'd smell of fabulous roast duck and endless steamed dimsum since that's what we saw and ate the entire time. But nope, it just smelled like poo.
After Chinatown we went on a mission to find a gas station. We were so lost...which I think is always a good thing. Getting lost= finding your way around= never getting lost ever again! That was my mentality when I was lost countless times while living and traveling around San Diego. Now I know SD like the back of my hand. Hopefully the same will happen here in the Bay. But while we were lost, we came across Lombard Street, which is also known as "The Most Crooked Road in SF." I thought it was pretty cool! See, getting lost has its perks.
Once refueled we cruised over to Pier 39... or was it 35? Bay Areans, help me out here! Anyway, we went to Fisherman's Wharf where we ate, once again. The lobster bisque was so-so, but I heard the steamed crab was really yummy. Sadly, I am allergic to fresh crab so I didn't try any. I just sat there all warm in my new jacket that I bought in a tourist shop because it was so cold! Apparently it's usually chilly in SF, but I was dressed to impress in shorts and a t-shirt. Damn SoCal tourist. Oh well. After food we busted another mission to find a Walgreens to buy baby formula because the baby was also hungry. And then the baby got fussy... so we went home. Overall, it was a very eventful, fun, quick trip to SF. I'm glad I went along for the ride!
