Today I emerged feeling refreshed from a long, get-ye-gone-jet-lag, sleep. And things just went smoothly from there.
SF was sun, sun, sunny, and the wind that constantly barraged my hair made me feel like I was in a shampoo commercial.
Like where I could see Alcatraz from a distance.
And where I could eat this over sensationalized burger.
Woah! And then on my quest to find the right bus to the Golden Gate Bridge, I ran into a group of hip young thangs also on their way there who let me tag along.
And then we made it!