About to head out for another day of wandering. We saw quite a bit of the city yesterday, so I’m not sure where today will lead, but we’re taking it as it comes.
Yesterday, we made our way through an art show in Union Square, Market Street, the Yerba Buena Gardens and down through the Financial District — stopping off in a toy store and 7/11 for Slurpees — to the Embarcadero, walking from Pier 1 to Pier 39, where Fisherman’s Wharf is.
Kyle and Brad met us at a seafood restaurant at Pier 39, where we had many rounds, before making our way to In-N-Out for a late dinner. We then, for the second night in a row, fought the hills to get to another bar — this time, after drinking and eating more than the night before.
By the time we arrived at Bar None at around 11, we were all exhausted and too full to really drink, so we called it a night. Sounds like Brad is going to be busy for the next couple of days, but hopefully we’ll see him again near Los Angeles. Justin’s friend, Kyle, should be getting off work soon.
We were hoping to do a night tour of Alcatraz today, but found out yesterday that it was sold out; so instead we’re going tomorrow morning before making our way to Oakland for our next game.
The Phallic Road Trip 