Beautiful and warm Saturday. We decided to head to the beach and watch the water.
Hopping on the 38L bus, we got to the oceanside park in about 30 minutes. It was the first time I’ve seen so many trees together in one spot at one time. On the other side of the park was the ocean. It was big and beautiful. We sat on some rocks and I read Powers 17-20, while Elli rocked out the phone with her mad conversational skills.
I call my friend Scott to see if he wanted to go to Toys R Us at midnight for their Star Wars: Clone Wars toy release event. Of course he said yes.
Then we walked to the sand, put our feet in the icy, icy (icy!) water, and sat on the sand for a short time. The wind had picked up, and we were quickly being abraded by sand. We then left the beach and walked to the Burger King across the road and indulged in an iced mocha coffee drink. This was the smallest Burger King I have ever seen. Five tables and a tiny ordering counter. Mc’Donald’s in Japan and Paris was bigger. So much for the American mantra of “Bigger is always better”. The coffee drink was good though.
Went into a surf shop and I bought a button up shirt, and Elli bought a sweatshirt to wear on the cold days (which turned out to be the very next day).
From there we went back to the park and sat on a bench overlooking the ocean. A lady with two little dogs was sitting on the other end of the bench. One of her dogs looked just like Jennie, our beloved dog that passed on Jan 25, 2008. It was weird to see a Jennie look a like, but I think we both enjoyed the chance to see her again, even if it wasn’t her. I miss Jennie so much. I wish she were here in San Francisco with us, even though we’d have to find a different apartment because we aren’t near any parks.
Came home from the beach, went to Bangkok in Union Square to eat. Waited fifteen minutes for a table, but the food is always great, so worth the time waiting.
Then it was home for sleep for Elli and off to the BART station to catch a train to Oakland to meet Scott. We drove for 30 minutes and pulled into the Toys R Us parking lot, only to find an empty and closed up store. Seems I can’t tell time or read a calendar… The event was the night before… Sad and embarrassed for the mess up, I offered to buy dinner at Denny’s down the road. We were the oldest people (not counting the staff) in the restaurant. There was an over-abundance of high schoolers who looked just like high schoolers from a 1976 yearbook. Every trend that is old is suddenly new again.
We both ate buffalo chicken strips that weren’t quite nuked properly, but it was good to hang out with the only person I know well in the city (other than Elli).
Scott drove me home, paying $4.00 to cross the bridge into the city. You only have to pay on the way into San Francisco. No one cares if you leave, only if you enter.
I arrived home at 2am to find Elli still awake and fuming at the 400 people that live in the one bedroom apartment next door. Seems they decided to hold a family fun night at 1am and showed no signs of stopping anytime soon. I’m not sure what the occupancy laws in San Francisco are, but they were in violation of all of them. Not to mention rude and more rude. I’ve never understood why people that live in apartments think that everyone around them wants to hear their music or smell their cigarettes. People act like they live in a single family house, but they don’t. Grow up and join society, people.