Wow. Talk about culture! San Fran was quite an eye opener. Remember how I thought the Portland Saturday Market was filled to the brim with strangeness (click here for a refresher)? Well San Fran's cup runneth over.
After Jake and I drove to Medford to meet up with Shawna and Jessica, we continued south to San Fran. By the time we arrived it was dark out, but I think maybe that's the point at which the crazies make their debut. We ventured out of our hotel on the prowl for dinner, and that's when I realized we weren't in The Willamette Valley anymore.
Hello culture shock!
A stop in Redding for a bite to eat - I had been waiting weeks for a single with wet fries!
Prepping for our trip across the Oakland Bay Bridge and trying to figure out the whole toll-bridge thing
Our cozy (and space-limited!) hotel room
Posing in the lobby
Marble and dark wood everywhere we turned
Glad to have this cleared upPS This was posted on the escalator leading down to the subway
Our first of many group shots - tired from the long day of traveling, but happy to have full bellies
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