sturanium_235

Damnation. I've been playing 'tour-guide extraordinaire' for the last 2 days for a friend from Washington who came down with his girlfriend. We did all the touristy shit that they wanted to do, like go to the Warf and take a picture by the Full House house (I'm still not sure which one that's supposed to be). A lot of walking and a lot of headaches. I really hate the Warf, because it just sucks, in every sense of the word. It sucks out your energy and your cash. People go down there, and suddenly a vacation becomes a task, rather than a break. You go and buy ridiculous souvenirs that have nothing really to do with San Francisco, and charcoal caricature sketches of 2pac and eminem. Later on I threw them on a cable car (of course) and sent them into Chinatown. Then, for the best Chinese food in town, we had to venture as far out of Chinatown as possible, and stopped by Elizas. My favorite shit, and a surefire meal to impress. Night ended with me introducing them to Sake, which was plentiful, and and still lingering in my forehead. Fun night. Time for breakfast, and then I gotta see a man about an ankle.
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