Our plans:
- Fisherman’s Wharf to check it out. Success.
- Get super drunk with Hostel for 4th of July Celebrations. Success with drunkness, unsuccessful with socialising with hostel people.
- Watch 4th of July Fireworks. Success, though I don’t remember much of it.
Not particularly ambitious plans eh, but we did well, the goal was to have fun and it was a super fun day.
Fisherman’s Wharf was so packed when we got there, we ate at Pier 39 Market Restaurant or something, had oysters, clam chower, fish and chips and a strawberry lemonade, the Clam Chowder was in a sourdough bread bowl. The star was the COMPLIMENTARY sour dough bread rolls with butter, omg, divine, maybe I was just super hungry, but I could eat those all day long.
We spotted a 2 Hour Tour Bus that takes you around San Francisco for $25, so we hopped onto that after lunch, 4 guys from Chicago hopped on too and started talking to us, we found out that they were all from the University of Illinois, are our age, and are here until Monday! We met Roy with the Shaggy Hair from UOI, Steven, Clarence and Kyle!
We ended up talking to them throughout the entire ride. We went to Alamo Square, Union Square, around North Beach, and the Golden Gate Bridge. The bus ride is COLDDDDDDDDDDD, wear lots of long stuff, we went smack bang in the middle of summer and we were freezing like no tomorrow. The bus driver was super funny but I didn’t tip in the end, I felt so bad but I didn’t have ANY change on me, I know, what kind of person goes on holidays with no change? I don’t know.
City Hall
Hi mom! I’m in a postcard!
We ended up hanging out with our new friends for the rest of the night. First stop was O’Reilly’s Irish Pub (after unsuccessfully looking for a bar for about 1 hour around the area, FAILWHALE), I downed 2 long island iced teas while Anna refused to drink more of her drink, it was pretty foul, I have to admit. I don’t remember much of the rest of the night… aside from short flashes of memories of running into a Chinese restaurant to pee, going into a different chinese restaurant to eat (New Sun Hong Kong….), watching fireworks while a super annoying guy stood next to us and pretty much had commentary for the entire 30 minutes of the fireworks, all of us wanted to punch him. We walked back to our area and ditched our new friends, kind of regret not getting their contact details; they were SUPER nice and seemed like great guys! I do remember spending the entire night picking on two of them and insulting them. Nothing new there.
Roy is the guy in the checkered red shirt
Fireworks!
OH, I remember something else now, I was mocking the American accent but sounded like a total valley girl. I was trying to teach Roy how to say water, “no, say it like you would say WAR, and then WATER”… fail. We explained to them what “heaps” means… I’m sure there were tonnes of stupid stuff I missed.
Maybe if I’m lucky, Anna will bother to come and blog about the missing parts of my night, she was sober, I can’t remember half my night. Bwahah.
K.
Off to the USA! 