Yesterday, I visited San Francisco for the first time.
Today, I explored the city. It was amazing—everything I’ve ever dreamed it would be and more.
We spent the night in The Saloon, founded in 1861, a bar that was apparently notorious for shanghaiing back in the day. Here’s hoping the bar staff didn’t follow us home.
We met the co-founder and CEO of Tripping.com, Jen, who’s invited us to crash at her place when we leave our hostel, the Green Tortoise. Not that Green Tortoise; the other one, where the Wi-Fi password is “hostelworldsucks.”
After leaving the bar, I got banned from a pizza restaurant for saying its service was “second to none.” The sole staff member ignored Nick at the counter for several minutes to continue a conversation. I was in there earlier in the day to change some dollars up. The same bloke gave me $10 extra back, and I returned it. The ungrateful shite.
Jon announced he was definitely going today, though I hope he doesn’t. It’d be a massive shame and something he’d regret.