i left my heart in san francisco

my last weekend was fun. we had an adventurous little trip to frisco on saturday morning - unloading some of my luggage coz it felt too heavy, speeding to the caltrain station coz we were late, running up and down the ramps with my 30kg suitcases with 2 minutes left before the train departed, breaking nails trying to get them up the train stairs, and JUST getting seated when the train started pulling out from the platform.

an hour and a half later we were pulling into 4th&king. our cabbie gave us suggestions for where to go that night as he drove us to the hotel. we checked into the tiniest room ever then relocated to our proper junior suite. did some exploring of the city.. its one of the prettiest cities i've ever been to. i could live there.

that night we had pre-drinks at a bar before we headed to the club. haha our version of that back home is drinking champers in the car on the way to the club. then we joined the queue at ruby skyes only to get to the front at be told they were charging $40 cover coz some european dj was spinning that night. i don't think so. so we jumped in a cab and went to northbeach.. which seriously looks like kings cross. in a good way. went to a club called impala coz it was the first club we saw that sounded like it was playing rnb. we weren't gonna be picky coz it was already midnight and last call there is 1.45am. that club was fun... but i don't think we really fit in. ifyanowwhatimean.

after the club is a bit hazy.. i remember standing on the corner of broadway and columbus for a while, talking to a bunch of guys, the cutest one being mike from "sac"(ramento), bumming cigarettes from him and 2 bouncers, the first bouncer refusing to let me into his club coz "whatever club you were at before this, you should've come here first", charming my way into getting the second bouncer to let me in then seeing the first bouncer inside and gloating, standing on the street for more than an hour waiting in vain for an available taxi, eating mexican, finally getting a taxi and going home.

after maybe 4 hours of sleep we woke up and talked off the hangover for a few hours over a starbucks. walked around the city a bit before the girls went home. then i explored on my own. i walked down to powell and paid my last visit to UO (found my "everyone loves an asian girl" shirt!!), took a cable car up to fisherman's warfe, passing union square, lombard st and the victorian houses along the way, and made friends with an australian girl, sarah, along the way. the cable cars were fun! especially going up the steep steep streets. i was right at the back hanging out the door.. it was actually kinda dangerous looking back. i badly could've fallen out if i wasn't holding on tight enough. we checked out the warfe, ate clam chowder (SF's famous for their clam chowder apparently), and took pictures of the GG bridge and alcatraz. san fran is so picturesque! i took nearly 100 photos that afternoon. i had to wait for the cable car back downtown for nearly an hour and i was freezing by the time i got on since i was only wearing a thin tank. i got off at chinatown and bought myself a fleece jacket. it was ugly and totally touristy (it had "SF" and possibly a picture of the bridge on it) but i didn't care anymore. i was only in chinatown anyway and it was getting dark. walked around and bought some more souvenirs and some pot stickers, then went back to the hotel. i felt all naked and vulnerable without my pepper spray hehe.

spent the rest of the night packing and cleaning the room. amazing how messy a room can get in just one night when 3 girls are getting ready to party .. hehe hawaii memories. then at 4.30am i was up again and on my way to SFO :(