Saturday morning Trobairitz and I were on a plane to Oakland to meet a famous Kiwi blogger.
Arriving in Oakland, Bobskoot picked us up in a rental car before driving us into San Francisco. Our hotel room wasn't ready and we couldn't check in quite yet so we decided to meet Rogey then go somewhere for lunch instead. We knew about the Golden Era Restaurant from the last time we were in SF and we were eager for some soup to warm up as it was a bit chilly. Introductions were made and we all hit it off instantly. I must say Rogey is an interesting character, quite likable right from the start and very cheerful but he has this look about him that I can't quite place... I'm not so sure he can be trusted. We chatted, laughed and opened unexpected prezzies, thank you Roger, you are very generous with fantastic taste, of course. And thank you too Lori.
Sorry we didn't get many photos, Bob is the shutterbug so you can check out his photos here.
To really experience the SF touristy stuff someone suggested Chinatown, so off we went.
We wandered the shops, I bought a man bag, a tiger hat and a few small trinkets.
|Borrowed photo from Bob @ Wet Coast Skootin'|
It was nice to have the rental car and much more convenient than the bus or taxi to carry on to Pier 39 and Fisherman's Wharf.
It doesn't rain in California does it? I've never seen so many umbrellas and we're from Oregon. Bob and I walked back to fetch the car so Rogey and Brandy wouldn't get wet. We drove back to our hotel and went in search of refreshment then dinner, then of course... more refreshment. I just know that Kiwi is up to something, I just know it, I don't trust him...
We had been up since 3 am to catch our flight and we were pooped so we retired early.
So on Sunday morning we all gathered at a mexican restaurant in Alameda for brunch to meet up with other bloggers. We got to meet Ms. M, her friend KT Did as well as Guido and Andrea. It was wonderful to put faces and people to the blogs and form stronger friendships, thanks everyone. We had a great time chatting, it's like we already knew each other.
The fruit buffet was great and I must say I've never had a margarita for breakfast before... before I met the Kiwi. I'm starting to notice a pattern here, you could have warned me Geoff.
A short 3 hours later we said our goodbyes and the four of us Bob, Rogey, Brandy and I were off to see the Hornet aircraft carrier that Brandy wrote about. It was great to take the tour again because each docent tells a different story.
It was getting late and Bob had to get settled for the night for his early flight home Monday. Without the rental car the 3 of us enjoyed the BART experience back to SF. I'm not sure how Rogey felt about the train ride because he mentioned hiring an airport shuttle next time. All this waking was killing the poor guy. It was a bit of a walk from Powell Station to our hotels and we needed a little rest so we decided to meet in an hour for dinner.
I must have fallen asleep because the rest of the evening is all a little bit fuzzy...
There is no truth to the rumors...
Stella is a scooter...
and what's this about Sake?
And why did we need screwdrivers? Screwdrivers won't fix this.
Singing? Laughing? A phone call?
What a weird dream.