|What ever happened to predictability? ;)|
For my 25th birthday, Jared and I took a mini vacay and headed up north to do a little exploring in San Francisco. The only thing we planned ahead for was the Alcatraz tour (completely and utterly worth it) and, of course, where we'd be eating (duh). A couple of weeks before we left, I mentioned that, rather than plan every single detail, I wanted things to happen more organically during our trip; well, that statement quickly bit me in the ass as Jared repeated it multiple times just to piss me off (brat). Anyway, like I said, our itinerary was pretty, well, non-existent, but I have to say that we really made the most of our time there (so much so that we ended up in bed pretty early each night because we literally explored from 10 to 10). We roamed through Chinatown, shopped at Union Square, had clam chowder bread bowls at Fisherman’s Wharf, a bougie brunch in the Fillmore District, a puppy play date in Little Italy, and even grabbed some delicious banh mis from the Tenderloin (Saigon Sandwich; best I’ve ever had). So, to SF and all of its delicious eats and quirkiness (scenery and citizens alike): thank you, we love you, and we'll be back soon.