Gday all from SF. I was secretly hoping to have one of those blog entries detailing the horrors of US immigration and border control, and how I spent hours in ridiculous queues, followed by the usual humiliation, finger printing, digital pic-taking, cavity search etc.
Surprisingly, that was not the case, immigration and customs was a breeze and within no-time at all I found myself in the city by the bay.
I'm staying in what has to be one of the cutest b&b ever. It's not fancy or anything but would get straight A's in the friendliness department. Probably the only straight thing about it... It keeps reminding me of "Tales of the City", which, coming from me, is a good thing. I'll try to take some pics later...
Biggest news so far is that SF is going through what they perceive to be an awful heat wave. CNN begs to differ and suggests it is only 26-27 degs, but it sure does feel way hotter. And for a place that very rarely gets this kind of weather, let alone in May, it is definitely the talk of the town.
Anyway - checked in, went for a quick walk around the Castro (now that's what I call gay. Oxford St doesn't even get close...), and then caught up with Eisar for a Vietnamese dinner. Which was absolutely delicious and ridiculously cheap. Now Kim, Eisar's (Vietnamese) wife, doesn't eat meat, so we took advantage of her absence to have their "Seven Dishes of Beef", which he "always wanted to have but was never allowed to". Awesome choice!
Finished my night at the bar next door to where I'm staying, once again forgetting that the yanks mix their g&t with a lot more "g" than "t".
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