Alright, Im trying to catch up... We got to San Francisco about 4 and half weeks ago and you are now just hearing about my adventures in this city. I've been here once and it was a few summers ago when Tyson and I hitched a ride up to Lake Shasta with Amber and Jeremy and Bella and Olivia.
Our hotel was like a two minute walk from the theater. Its great because we were able to walk to the theater everyday and were able to pop in to our hotel between acts if we needed to get something. The immense number of aggressive homeless people around us was not a bonus and neither was having a room without a kitchenette for 4 weeks. Lets just say San Francisco stole my money in the way of paying for meals!!!
Our first night we went to Ghiradelli Square and had Ice Cream with Ashleys friend and my former co-worker Megan and her boyfriend John. We were felling lucky but our table numbers were trying to tell us otherwise.
Our hotel was the King George and while it was very close to the theater it was very small and cramped for 4 weeks. Here are some pictures of the room. Our first weekend Amber and Jessica drove up and we had them crash in our room and the brought their cots and set them up in the empty space of our hotel room. Where you ask? Exactly there was hardly any room so we had to do some serious re-arranging and moving of furniture to get it done. Our room was butt up to an alley which was frequented by the homeless and other random people through out the day and into the night. After two weeks of people yelling, singing cursing at all hours of the night, Ashley and I marched up to the front desk with dark circles under our eyes and politely asked to be moved to a higher floor on the opposite side of the hotel. They gladly obliged and the rest of those 2 weeks, we slept like babies.
Our second day in San Francisco we headed up the street with our dirty clothes in our suitcases in search for the laundry mat that the front desk guy told us about at our hotel. Well we didnt find it so we kept walking until we found one and unknowingly ended up in The Tenderloin, which we found out later. it looked sketchy but we really needed to do our laundry so we got started. After a while I walked down to the corner store to get a bottle of water. When i left there were two guys out side looking all shady and weird but I just averted my eyes and walked directly back to the laundry mat. After about ten minutes we got up from the bench to check on our clothes and left our purses on the bench about 10 feet away. Mine wern't done so I shut the door and looked up to see the same two guys from outside the corner store now standing in the door way. CRAP! My purse is closer to them, than it is to me. I made a beeline over there and sat down with Ashleys purse and mine behind me. They started to try to talk to us and asked us if we had boyfriends and could they get our numbers and what not but we were cornered by them and definately felt intimitadted. After a minute or two of us not feeding into thier advances they got the piscture and left. We learned our lesson... A) Never start walking around in a strange neighborhood withour truly knowing where your going and B) carry your purse on you at all times even if its just 10 feet away.
Here are some pictures of the awesome laundry mat and the high tech way of informing people that one of the machines was broken.
Then here are some random pictures from around.
Alright there are way too many pictures and stories for one blog. Ill have to have more than one San Fran post to make sure I can show them all to you!
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