It was rainy, but me and my obnoxious, traffic-cone-orange rubber flats made our way to SF for a slice of the afternoon and evening. Steph (who once again had her study materials literally at hand) and I met up at Embarcadero at the Ferry Building. It's an impractical place to hang out, people are coming and going and it's sort of hard to set up camp anywhere and feel settled, but I like people watching in the Ferry Building. Throw in an empanada or two, add some city lights, and I'm pretty much set. Who said I'm hard to please?
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