A Heart Floats in the Bay

I think I love the idea of living out of a suitcase too much.  I hadn't even unpacked from London before my closest friend, Kassi, invited me to San Francisco for the weekend.  So on a Friday night, barely home for one week, I find myself packing another bag to head a few hundred miles up north.  We only drove a few hours to Bradley where her lake house is, saving the rest of the drive for the morning.  Despite a few sharp right turns, listening to Jets to Brazil, Death Cab, Mumford & Sons, Nada Surf, and Third Eye Blind made the drive whiz by.

The drive in the morning seemed to go by quickly as well.  Taking the 101 for a majority of the time, then switching over to the PCH in Salinas for the last stretch.  We made it to an overcast San Francisco by lunch time.  We made a couple of pitstops (Golden Gate Bridge, the house from Full House) before heading to Haight-Ashbury area.  Most important stop of our trip, Escape from New York pizza and Ameoba.

We stopped at Alamo Square, put a blanket down, and sat in the park for a bit until we could check into our hotel. Once we were settled in we walked over to Union Square and Market Street. I enjoyed a nice Chai Tea and found an awesome jacket that I've been on the prowl for. By the time we were done shopping the rain moved in on us. Found shelter and dinner at a really good vegan restaurant referred to us by my friend Alex, called Golden Era. The food was amazing. Afterwards, we decided to go to a few bars around town, all of which were a bit of a disappointment. We found a pizza place open late next to our hotel and retired in around 2. As non eventful as our night seemed, I think I laughed more than my body could handle.

  

We started our morning off with bagels, then headed to Fisherman's Wharf. Finalized our trip with a Ghiradelli sundae, which may I add was delicious, and headed on the road for a rainy, rainy drive. Bon Iver was the perfect soundtrack for the weather. Although London is a tough act to follow, and there seemed to be constant reminders everywhere, it would be selfish to ask for anything more than the past weekend consisting of a great city, great drive, and a great friend.