A friend's wedding* brought us (me, my husband, and my camera) to San Francisco in early May. It was my husband's first visit to the Bay Area, and only my second time there, so I'm giving you fair warning: these pictures are rather touristy.
Can't have a San Francisco post without some trolley shots...

These four businessmen appeared to be together, but they just stood there, not talking to each other, not making eye contact with each other. I thought this strange.
The infamous bush man... I scare easily, so I was glad he got someone else before I passed by!
Awwwrr.
Why yes, Hallmark, I am available for Valentine's Day cards. Call me.
When I was here in 2000, on a school (OK, band) trip, we took one of these ferries, and a seagull pooped on me. All the way down the back of my neck. True story.

It takes a special kind of man to pull off velvet pants AND a Louis Vuitton fanny pack.
If you grew up in the '80s and '90s, this one's for you:


Friday was rather gray and often rainy, which does not make for great photos, in general. But does dreariness and drizzle stop me from taking as many pictures as possible? NEVER! I'm an Oregonian by birth, baby!

You know what I love more than round, red paper lanterns?

1 comment:
When you're lost out there and you're all alone... velvet pants man will carry you hoooommmme!!!
Wait, that's not how it goes.
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