The BART, part 1
A few months ago friends and we were lamenting not having gotten together for a long time. Dean, whose been back in San Francisco for over a year now, suggested we could come and stay at the hotel he works for. And voila, BART - the Big Ass Road Trip - was born.
Lydia and Joe live in Illinois, Terry in Detroit. Lydia and Joe were interested in driving through the west, since they hadn't spent much time there before. And what do you know? Colorado is more or less on the way from IL to CA! So they came to town for a few days, and then we hopped into the van and trekked it with them.
This was about 7 weeks post surgery for Dave, but still both his Surgeon and PTherapist were a bit concerned with the adviseability of him sitting in the car for long periods of time. "I can't talk you into flying?" were the surgeon's words. Well, no. We're all very happy to say that in the end, Dave's back did very well and caused little trouble. Course it was very handy that Lydia's dad let them borrow the minivan and there was room for him to ride in style!
So the first 2 days were little but driving. Hey! The Wyoming State Sign:
(ok, 45 minutes down - just 17 hours and 15 minutes to go)
Reaching SF just about dinner time (after a 1.5 hour delay sitting on I-80 outside of Reno due to a camper trailer accident) we checked into the Hilton where Dean had arranged for a swanky adjoining suite of rooms.
We walked around and somehow ended up here that evening:
Saturday morning we headed down to the Ferry Building where the farmers market was going on. Our friend Misch also lives in the city and had a free couple of hours so she met us down there.
The farmers market was quite the happening place! The fruit stands had gorgeous fruit, and the permanent vendors inside the building had quaint little shops. We found (gasp) another choclatier...
Leaving there, we headed towards Union Square, as Lydia and Joe were interested in looking in on some pottery studios. We happily tailed along, but Misch wasn't free all day so we had to bid her adieu.
We got Cream Puffs at Beard Papa's and Sushi at Dean's favorite restaurant. (Only to find out the next day that was his favorite in his neighborhood...) Was yummie none the less. Looking at the map we figured we needed to just pop straight back to the hotel, in order to meet up with Terry. Alas, though Dean tried to guide us on an 'easier though less direct route', we opted to take the direct route, which happened to be up and over many large hills! Wow, we did ourselves in with that little section of our walk that day. But it did allow us to stop in at a few choice places:
Grace Cathedral
The doors of the cathedral are a recreation of Ghiberti's Gleaming Gates of Paradise, and are just stunning.
And Lombard Street:
Google Maps says our walk was over 6 miles. We were pretty tuckered, returning to the hotel -- and whom did we see sitting in the lobby? Terry! However, we really were out for the count, so hugged her hello and crashed.
Dinner that night was a special event -- what other than a Drag Show? When in San Fran... right? We went to Asia SF, and I have to say it was fantastic. The food was amazing -- you chose between a few fixed menus for your table, and they brought out what seemed to be tons of plates of sorta CA-Asian-Fusion type food. Very, very good. The girls were all lively and friendly. Through dinner they ran a couple of shows, with the girls lipsynching and dancing. It all was impressive.
On a whim, the others (who made the dinner reservation while we napped) said we were celebrating Dave's Birthday. The first he heard about it was when one of our servers came over to verify who Dave was -- and told him he'd be getting a blow job shot later. Oh... OK
Yes, there are more pictures. And No, they are not going up on the blog! ;-D
Lydia and Joe live in Illinois, Terry in Detroit. Lydia and Joe were interested in driving through the west, since they hadn't spent much time there before. And what do you know? Colorado is more or less on the way from IL to CA! So they came to town for a few days, and then we hopped into the van and trekked it with them.
This was about 7 weeks post surgery for Dave, but still both his Surgeon and PTherapist were a bit concerned with the adviseability of him sitting in the car for long periods of time. "I can't talk you into flying?" were the surgeon's words. Well, no. We're all very happy to say that in the end, Dave's back did very well and caused little trouble. Course it was very handy that Lydia's dad let them borrow the minivan and there was room for him to ride in style!
So the first 2 days were little but driving. Hey! The Wyoming State Sign:
(ok, 45 minutes down - just 17 hours and 15 minutes to go)
Reaching SF just about dinner time (after a 1.5 hour delay sitting on I-80 outside of Reno due to a camper trailer accident) we checked into the Hilton where Dean had arranged for a swanky adjoining suite of rooms.
We walked around and somehow ended up here that evening:
Saturday morning we headed down to the Ferry Building where the farmers market was going on. Our friend Misch also lives in the city and had a free couple of hours so she met us down there.
The farmers market was quite the happening place! The fruit stands had gorgeous fruit, and the permanent vendors inside the building had quaint little shops. We found (gasp) another choclatier...
Leaving there, we headed towards Union Square, as Lydia and Joe were interested in looking in on some pottery studios. We happily tailed along, but Misch wasn't free all day so we had to bid her adieu.
We got Cream Puffs at Beard Papa's and Sushi at Dean's favorite restaurant. (Only to find out the next day that was his favorite in his neighborhood...) Was yummie none the less. Looking at the map we figured we needed to just pop straight back to the hotel, in order to meet up with Terry. Alas, though Dean tried to guide us on an 'easier though less direct route', we opted to take the direct route, which happened to be up and over many large hills! Wow, we did ourselves in with that little section of our walk that day. But it did allow us to stop in at a few choice places:
Grace Cathedral
The doors of the cathedral are a recreation of Ghiberti's Gleaming Gates of Paradise, and are just stunning.
And Lombard Street:
Google Maps says our walk was over 6 miles. We were pretty tuckered, returning to the hotel -- and whom did we see sitting in the lobby? Terry! However, we really were out for the count, so hugged her hello and crashed.
Dinner that night was a special event -- what other than a Drag Show? When in San Fran... right? We went to Asia SF, and I have to say it was fantastic. The food was amazing -- you chose between a few fixed menus for your table, and they brought out what seemed to be tons of plates of sorta CA-Asian-Fusion type food. Very, very good. The girls were all lively and friendly. Through dinner they ran a couple of shows, with the girls lipsynching and dancing. It all was impressive.
On a whim, the others (who made the dinner reservation while we napped) said we were celebrating Dave's Birthday. The first he heard about it was when one of our servers came over to verify who Dave was -- and told him he'd be getting a blow job shot later. Oh... OK
Yes, there are more pictures. And No, they are not going up on the blog! ;-D
Labels: Travel
posted by Monica |
1:56 PM
4 Comments:
I had a wonderful time.
Just wish we had more time together.
Miss you much already.
You took great pics Monica.
This looks like a blast. Kudos to Dave for being such a good sport. I'm pretty sure I'd be attending that show solo. SF is one city on my must-see list.
Birdie,
It really was a blast. The cool thing was that we've never stayed in the city before. We have lots of family in the area, so have gone up for the day or to see a show, but it's a whole different view when living there. Unfornately the trip merely whetted our appetite!
This proves your never too old for a blowjob shot!!
Looks like a fun trip
Teresa
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