San Francisco

Note to self...San Francisco in July can be cloudy, cold, damp and drizzly and that the pants you have worn the last two winters and complained of them slipping off your hips or area where you are anatomically supposed to have hips will probably continue to slide off with your pockets full of a camera, wallet, keys, phone and Ashley's phone and get worse every day until the point that all you want to do is go shopping for pants instead of sightseeing. This may have happened, but did not hamper our experience of eating great food, enjoying the different areas of San Francisco, and sight seeing. We had Mexican to Burmese to old fashion American home cooking which all amazed my taste buds, surprised me, and made me wonder how Ashley and Amy are able to survive the food. Anyways it was a great time except that Billy did not come and left me hanging with the girls.