Wow.
Never has death tasted so good.
I went up to SF for the weekend because a few months ago Virgin America had RIDICULOUSLY cheap tickets going up North. I guess you get what you pay for because they sucked ass this time.
Not only was our flight going up delayed, but the flight coming back down was delayed too! In addition to that, the Red (in-flight entertainment) system was dead for the 2 rows that we were sitting in so it was awkward elevator music and thumb twiddling for the most part. Oh, and apparently the reading light for the window seat forces you to read like Stephen Hawking since it's pretty much in the lap of the middle chair. Lameness all over.
But back to SF.
I basically went on a 36 hour binge eating tour of the city. The temple, that is my body, probably got shock treatment from all of the junk that I ingested over the short two day period. To be honest, I felt a little sicky, but that could have just been the carafe of sake I drank on Saturday night.
It's nice to know that even during the off season, I can still party like a rock.
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