So I arrived in San Francisco on Wednesday around 1:30 pm. My friend Mark picked me up and we drove straight in to the city. I said "oh my god!" about fifteen times. I've never see "hills" before, and to me they see more like mountains. It's gorgeous out here. I can't get over the architecture, and the bright colored houses.
So far I've been all over San Francisco. I can't believe how steep some of the roads are, I was dying trying to walk up some of them, and then to look over seeing people slowing biking up them. Gah! intense bikers! I've eaten tons of yummy vegan food. Went to a place called Herbivore, a sandwich place called Love n' Haight, Zpizza (who had soy cheese, score!), and some other odds and ends.
This morning we went for a run on this trail in the hills. The view and scenery was beautiful, and the best part all the other people running and biking said "Good Morning!" to me. Sadly, I find that rare in Michigan. Seems like Michigan folk just avoid eye contact and saying "Hi" as much as they can.
And now I'm about to go Salsa dancing? I'm most likely going to fall a lot. I have no rhythm.
I've been sketching a ton. So when I get back I'll scan that in, as well as load up some pictures!