(San Francisco) Be Sure to Wear Flowers In Your Hair
I've purchased a plane ticket, I've booked 2 hotel rooms, Lem reserved a rental car, and IT'S ALL SET!!!
On June 26th to 27th, San Francisco is hosting Pride. Even thou my plane gets in at about 5:30pm and I probably will be the first to arrive at Aida Hotel to check-in by 6p to 630p, I (& we) would have already missed the first day celebration on the 26th. That's okay with me BUT Impt! that the parade is on sunday at 1030am and the great part is that our hotel is right on the exact street where the parade will take place. It starts at 3rd (?) St on Market St. and ends at 8th St. Our hotel is at 7th St! Oh wait, I'm not finished..our rooms will be facing the parade street. How convient is that?? I mean, booking those rooms kinda late a week before the whole thing (I booked em yesterday!) which is pretty lucky. (BIG thanks to my mom who told me about CVB, Conventations and Visitors Buerau) Plus, the celebrations areas kinda starts at 8th street and onto..hm I can't remember due to sleepiness at 1:04am which is right now.
I hope Rachella and Jeri will be able to come up from L.A. to join us. If they don't, I will be very disappointed and I won't let them live it down about it for a good while. Lem's friends from SR, Billy and Mack, will join us too. It should be fun. RAY, you better come and drag Jeri with you too!!!!
I so much look forward to a change in pace and of scene! I'm pretty much bored of Phoenix. I get to see Lem again who I haven't seen for 5 months since she left L.A. to move up north to Santa Rosa. SR is about an hour north of SF, I believe. After the Pride, on the 28th - I will go up to Santa Rosa with Lem to her home to see what it's like there due to Lem telling me all about SR and that I would enjoy visiting it. Unfortunately, I won't get to hang long enough in SR because it will be only one day and one night there for me then I go back to SF airport the next day to leave for *rolls up eyes* ...phx. (no offense, cliff)
I went to SF once 3 years ago, but it was really a short one. That weekend wasn't all SF. I stayed at a motel in Fisherman's Wharf for one night and I also sneaked in and stayed at a dorm at CSD Fremont the whole weekend which was shush-shush while nearly everyone was gone for the weekend (Melly's friend worked there and we were visiting her.) I was amazed to learn that Fremont resides at a street named Gallaudet Drive. That was a weird sight to see. I even tried to take a picture of it from Melly's moving car. (corny-touristy, i know. let me be.) It came out kinda blurry but the people who know the area would understand the blurry-efforted picture if they saw it. oh well.
The best outcome of that trip from SF coming back to L.A. with Melly (via car) was that when we came home on the same day when the kittens were born at our house (one of them ended up "mine" and she's sleeping peacefully right now which I should be right now too.) We both discussed on the road and agreed that the babies had been born sometimes over the weekend. We had no way of knowing then. It turned out that they were born early that morning. We knew we were right intutively. Melly and I finally arrived much later in the day. It was such a joyful day for us all. That was a really cool bonus. Truly an unforgettable highlight always assoicated with that San Francisco weekend forever, for me.
Still, I wish I had spent more time in SF then. Because it had that influencial astmosphere feel; such vibrant energy or something. I'm just very glad I will have another chance to see SF again so I can pick up "my heart" when "I left it" there as an excuse to go back again. *winks* Oldest trick in the book.
(note: sentence in title above is a song from the 60's by Scott McKenzie in case you were curious)
On June 26th to 27th, San Francisco is hosting Pride. Even thou my plane gets in at about 5:30pm and I probably will be the first to arrive at Aida Hotel to check-in by 6p to 630p, I (& we) would have already missed the first day celebration on the 26th. That's okay with me BUT Impt! that the parade is on sunday at 1030am and the great part is that our hotel is right on the exact street where the parade will take place. It starts at 3rd (?) St on Market St. and ends at 8th St. Our hotel is at 7th St! Oh wait, I'm not finished..our rooms will be facing the parade street. How convient is that?? I mean, booking those rooms kinda late a week before the whole thing (I booked em yesterday!) which is pretty lucky. (BIG thanks to my mom who told me about CVB, Conventations and Visitors Buerau) Plus, the celebrations areas kinda starts at 8th street and onto..hm I can't remember due to sleepiness at 1:04am which is right now.
I hope Rachella and Jeri will be able to come up from L.A. to join us. If they don't, I will be very disappointed and I won't let them live it down about it for a good while. Lem's friends from SR, Billy and Mack, will join us too. It should be fun. RAY, you better come and drag Jeri with you too!!!!
I so much look forward to a change in pace and of scene! I'm pretty much bored of Phoenix. I get to see Lem again who I haven't seen for 5 months since she left L.A. to move up north to Santa Rosa. SR is about an hour north of SF, I believe. After the Pride, on the 28th - I will go up to Santa Rosa with Lem to her home to see what it's like there due to Lem telling me all about SR and that I would enjoy visiting it. Unfortunately, I won't get to hang long enough in SR because it will be only one day and one night there for me then I go back to SF airport the next day to leave for *rolls up eyes* ...phx. (no offense, cliff)
I went to SF once 3 years ago, but it was really a short one. That weekend wasn't all SF. I stayed at a motel in Fisherman's Wharf for one night and I also sneaked in and stayed at a dorm at CSD Fremont the whole weekend which was shush-shush while nearly everyone was gone for the weekend (Melly's friend worked there and we were visiting her.) I was amazed to learn that Fremont resides at a street named Gallaudet Drive. That was a weird sight to see. I even tried to take a picture of it from Melly's moving car. (corny-touristy, i know. let me be.) It came out kinda blurry but the people who know the area would understand the blurry-efforted picture if they saw it. oh well.
The best outcome of that trip from SF coming back to L.A. with Melly (via car) was that when we came home on the same day when the kittens were born at our house (one of them ended up "mine" and she's sleeping peacefully right now which I should be right now too.) We both discussed on the road and agreed that the babies had been born sometimes over the weekend. We had no way of knowing then. It turned out that they were born early that morning. We knew we were right intutively. Melly and I finally arrived much later in the day. It was such a joyful day for us all. That was a really cool bonus. Truly an unforgettable highlight always assoicated with that San Francisco weekend forever, for me.
Still, I wish I had spent more time in SF then. Because it had that influencial astmosphere feel; such vibrant energy or something. I'm just very glad I will have another chance to see SF again so I can pick up "my heart" when "I left it" there as an excuse to go back again. *winks* Oldest trick in the book.
(note: sentence in title above is a song from the 60's by Scott McKenzie in case you were curious)
posted by Veronica at 12:55 AM
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