san francisco update, parti deux

There are these guys at work who started calling the second phase of All Big Project "part deux"; they totally don't understand why it bothers me that they don't actually call it parti deux, and make it actually French.

Am annoying francophone grammar wank, apparently.

So. Anyhow. missmeridian and I have been doing all hectic schedule this weekend.

Yesterday in nutshell: breakfast, wandering, union square, MOMA, Yerba Buena (parky garden thing, with firecat, as was MOMA and some great geek/freak talk, which was super that we got to do with her), shopping, all unbelieveably steep walk to closed cathedral, pain, dinner, stumble back to room for teevee.

Today in nutshell: breakfast, wandering (sensing a pattern?), massages (yay!), union square on my own, North Beach for coffee and insightful politics with fatshadow, which I totally didn't want to end, tasty organic juice from slightly self-righteous hippy, amazing artisan chocolate, drove to wharfy area, drove across golden gate bridge, drove up Scariest Effing Mountain Evah (seriously, I contemplated just moving in with some zen folks just not to have to finish driving back - the ocean should NEVER be directly in front of your SIDE WINDOW while driving on a mountain), bison at Golden Gate Park, world's fasted unguided tour of Haight, delicious dinner & attempt to flirt with gender-indeterminate souvenir clerk stymied by hir clear belief that missmeridian was all girlfriend, slight drunkenness and now lj posting from room.

No one should be surprised that we keep zonking out by 11.

Slightly crappy cameraphone pics. Not that I didn't bring a real camera. But the cameraphone, it has to be useful somehow. And I've been emailing a friend pics of the trip as we travel, so she can see the fabulousness that is the San Francisco.

I could totally live here. Not at the pace we're taking, obviously. But I could.

I could live anywhere, as it turns out.