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August 15, 2009! San Francisco! This must’ve been one of the best times I’ve ever had in my entire life.

…because it was so exciting, so long yet so short, and that it was filled with friendship and laughter. Anyways, I figured that I’d stop documenting trips and events because it’s so freaking long (for me and whoever reads this), but I suppose this small adventure is too epic for me to leave out and ignore. So hold your breath, this could take awhile. Plus, I can only hope that these words will do this trip justice, as there are few words that can properly underline the fact that this trip was too cool.

My journey began around 8:40 in the morning when I was dropped off at the Cal Train station across from the HP Pavilion on Cahill Street. It’s there that I’ve met Eddie, James, and Marcus already at the station. I’ve got to admit, the trip started out as a small bore, because everyone was just quietly talking or listening to music. A few minutes later, Audrey came along, but she didn’t stay because she had parking issues, and afterwards went down to the platforms for photographs. We were getting anxious, because the train was leaving in a few minutes and Jenna, the person with all of our tickets, hasn’t arrived yet. She came at 8:58 and the six of us ran like hell to the ticket stamp to validate our tickets. Then we watched in disbelief as our train slowly pulled out of the station!

I suppose that was pretty lucky, because Christine showed up a few minutes later. Wouldn’t’ve been nice to have ditched her… but still, we had to wait another hour for the next train.


Panoramic picture of everyone on the train (except me of course)

 The train ride was an hour and a half long with numerous stops at different stations en route. During that time, we managed to find many distractions…

Eddie and Marcus arm wrestles to the death (of their arms)

Eddie and Marcus arm wrestles to the death (of their arms)

The train finally reached San Francisco and we got out. Almost immediately, we got lost. It was already eleven. We wandered the streets of San Francisco (Audrey got her wish of getting lost in SF) and stumbled upon fearless pigeons, helpful people, several Starbucks cafes, and at&t park!

Where the Giants play

Where the Giants play

We stopped at Union Square for lunch where I  ate one of the most delicious burgers ever. Lettuce, tomatoes, avocado… oh God. We also ended up in one of the largest malls I’ve ever seen, with escalators in the shape of a double helix, gracefully ascending towards the highest reaches of the mall, which is about six or seven floors. We all planned to go to the very top, just for the hell of it. Then I saw Brookstone and I got distracted. Brookstone is one of the most fascinating stores you’ll ever see because they sell the most interesting items. Blankets that feel like clouds, clocks that’ll never tip over no matter how hard you try to, the weirdest metal massage tools that sent chills down my spine, and reading lights that’ll last up to 100,000 hours supposedly… just to name a few. Eddie and I went wild in there.

When we left, there wasn’t really sufficient time left to go to the top, so we walked. Then walked some more. We stopped by a Starbucks because San Francisco was uncharacteristically hot that day. We walked through sidewalks…

Walking through SF

Walking through SF

…through a really dark tunnel… (fun =P)

and we ended up in Chinatown! Chinatown was anything but boring. So many things for so cheap a price! We brought a ton of those exploding snaps and I also purchased an airsoft pistol for an ultra low price of $7. They usually sell for $20! We continued walking… and walking… I bet half of our trip involved walking and talking. Audrey and I were the ones looking for buses, but Marcus apparently is used to all the walking.

Our pattering shoes and aching feet led us to the world famous Fisherman’s Wharf, Pier 39… all that good stuff. There, I led everyone to one of the things San Francisco is famous for: Sea lions! They stink, but they’re hilarious and always a welcome distraction (at least for me). After that we went a little more shopping. There are many stores in there that we looked in. A knife store that sold everything from a USB cable/knife to sabers and butterfly knives. There was a store that sold bath salts. One of them sold items only suitable for left handers. One of them was a fudge store that made me full and nauseous just smelling the rich fudge.

We named one of them Martin

We named one of them martin

Afterwards, Audrey (I think) led us to an antique museum full of these really old arcade games that took a quarter a game. That was hilarious. There were tons of interesting things in there.

The only working steam powered motorcycle in existence

The only working steam powered motorcycle in existence

After spending eternity in there, we went back out and took a bus (finally) to Chinatown again, because Jenna knew a good restaurant there and it was along the way to the train station. It was my first time on a bus and we took tons of pictures there. Here’s one:


Jenna (left), James (right) Jenna is the awesome one with free tickets

At Chinatown, everyone did a little bit more shopping. Marcus and Audrey bought their own airsoft guns because they thought it was cheap and fun. Audrey still thinks I influenced her to buy it because I was guilty of my own purchase. But the two of them walked out with their own boxes. We met the nicest storeowner in there and Marcus failed at being Chinese. Audrey flaunted her language skills to the storeowner, blowing Marcus and Jenna away.

We split for dinner because some of us were hungry and some of us just weren’t. Jenna led Christine, Marcus, and James into a Chinese restaurant while Eddie, Audrey, and I wandered the darkening streets of Chinatown. We took a little break and looked over our photographs. It felt like a million years ago since we missed our train, but it seemed like only an hour ago that we got off. The day went by so fast, but my feet ached from all of that walking and standing. We browsed through a few more stores, than went into a smaller restaurant to order more food.

Dinner was over and we met up. Then we ran like hell towards the bus stop, not eager to miss the train home. We made it five minutes before the crowded buses came, then shoved our way into bus 30. We arrived at the train station about a half hour before the train would leave. Then we just stood around and talked. It’s amazing how a group of us can be left with nothing to do, but we’ll never bore because we’ll never run out of anything to converse about. The entire time we walked and walked, people were just talking. The times we just sat on the bus or on the train ride to SF, it was just never quiet.

The last half of the train ride home, however, ended up to be a silent ordeal. I don’t think it was because we were tired of each other’s company. It was just so damn exhausting. Sure, we sang and talked during the first half. James ended up to be the life of the party. We sang all of the big songs. Apologize, Fall for You, Wake Me Up When September Ends… tiring indeed. But near the end, it was odd. I wanted more than ever for the train to stop so we could go home and rest. But I wanted the ride to last forever, because after the day I had, I didn’t want for it to end so abruptly. Nevertheless, the end of the trip was marked with the small jerk that was the stop of the train and we all walked out, cheerful maybe, but tired.

It’s a day I’ll remember.


I couldn’t post the pictures on Facebook for some reason. I made a music video instead… hope you all enjoy…


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