San Francisco: The Gayest Place On Earth

And by "gay" in mean happy(?) (Yes, I realize sarcasm does not translate well on the internet. No, I wasn't being sarcastic).


It's been a week since my wife and I returned from our visit to San Francisco and I'm just now writing about it. I am disappointed, because I don't have pictures of the craziest stuff that we saw there.

During our first morning in town, as we were asking the lady at the front desk about how to get to Fisherman's Wharf, a drunk guy wandered into the lobby asking for the restroom. The lady told him they didn't have any. Then he tried to take all the complimentary candy in the dish at the front desk. The lady got nervous an tried to "help" him to the door. The drunk guy told the lady that he loved her and then she pushed him out the door.

It was pretty funny.

On the wharf I spotted advertisements for In-N-Out Burger and Hooters placed next to each other. This is either tasteless or genius marketing.


We spent the entire day at Fisherman's Wharf. We ate at the Hard Rock cafe. We went to Alcatraz, too. Before we got on the ferry, we were forced to have our picture take-- one of the worst pictures I've ever had taken. I'll probably post it here later.

On the ferry to Alcatraz, I met a Brazilian family from Sao Paulo. They just got in from a 12 day stay in Hawaii and were going back home tomorrow. They were nice. They were rich. I was jealous.

Alcatraz was creepy. Mostly because I was there.

We went to the aquarium where I made some friends (with benefits).

Later we saw an FBI/IRS bust by the wharf. The pictures didn't turn out, but it was pretty exciting. Then we shopped for some souvenirs, and I found this bizarre magnet:
Anybody have any idea what this is? Besides really offensive?

We went home for the evening and then went up the next day to visit my grandparents for a few days. We returned a few days later to San Francisco and I saw this:

I wish you could see it, but the man is carrying an iPod. It's too small to fit in his cut-offs (there are dozens of us. DOZENS!). Gross.

Overall, San Francisco was pretty crazy, but it was fun. I'm sure we'll be back (that was not a Governator reference. Seriously).