A bit of the scene...

The Golden Gate Bridge is a tourist attraction not to miss! We cruised along the bridge with our eyes glued to the beautiful, rolling hills of San Francisco. With good friends and a blaring hip-hop accompaniment, this is an experience not to miss!



Tourists? Most certainly.
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After stopping at a viewpoint just opposite the Bridge, we snaked our way up through the hills, climbing until we could reach the highest point possible. We chose to do this climb with the help of our Civic, but were rather impressed with San Francisco’s fittest, whom pedaled alongside our car on their road bikes. The roads were so windy and steep, I don’t know how they pull it off, but I think protein-infused calf injections may have something to do with it.




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As dutiful tourists, we fulfilled our bay obligation by visiting another one of San Francisco’s notorious scenic spots, Fisherman’s Wharf. While there’s no pretending it’s an area riddled with tourist traps, it’s a lovely place to check out, especially around sunset. We poked around the many tourist shops, in search for free chocolate samples (check) and bargain, imitation Ray-Bans (check, again).


After checking out a bit of the wharf...

...I palled around with my main squeeze, Obama!

The picture itself isn’t great, but I absolutely had to include this man in the blog collection. He emerged out of his ‘houseboat’ when he heard me screaming at the seagulls to shut the (expletive) up already so I could enjoy the stillness of the ocean. He was in drunken hysterics…laughing at every interaction between me and the seagull. I never got his name, but decided to call him Peter.



So much seafood! The strip was filled with fish and chips and bowls of clam chowder. Yum-town!
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Who knew that two east coast honeys would attract male suitors along their cross-country road trip? While Britt appreciates men of all shapes and sizes, she had never quite considered this ‘type.’ Pictured above is the guy who just couldn’t take no for an answer…Britt’s most relentless pursuer! He apparently didn’t take the hint when we said we were leaving soon, as he jumped on the hood of the car to proclaim his love and demand a second chance at her affection. He was really something!