Here’s a few more pictures from San Francisco. I’m warning you now, it’s going to be a long one, and still doesn’t contain half of the awesomeness we’ve encountered in the city.
Oh you steepest of streets!
This is Carolina, Husband and me, and the picture is taken in deYoung, just after our visit to the Balenciaga-exibit. That silly grin on my face is partly because of exibition, but mostly because I’m starting to realise that Carolina and Temis, who I met just a couple of hours before, probably is two of the most warm, smart and wonderful people I’ve ever had the pleasure of spending time with.
This is Temis, and we’re in a small mexican restaurant in Marin County (across that big, red bridge they have in San Francisco – you know the one – and then 20 minutes driving). I’ve never really had real mexican food, just the nonsense you can buy in Norway, so I was slightly disconcerted but mostly pleased that Carolina and Temis made it their task to order our food, which was absolutely, goddamn fantastic!
The lovely and brilliant David and Olga joined us for dinner. For my next visit to SF I’m going to leave Husband in the hotel and join Olga for a night of cheap whiskey and watching retired transexuals singing (badly) on stage. I can probably get away with a rather crazy outfit as well :P
Oh mexican chocolate cake, how do I love thee? Let me count.. nevermind, I’ll just eat you.
The next day we went on a roadtrip. Carolina suggested (after trying to make sense of what exactly we wanted to see; something rural, true american, you know..) that we could go to the Napa County Fair. So we plotted the address in the GPS and drove, not knowing what to expect.
At the county fair. Some sort of competition going on around us. Slightly confused by all the winners in the room. If you have 800 submissions to 400 competitions, then what’s the point?
And what’s with all the tractors?
BUT, that’s the biggest cabbage in the county. And that’s certainly something, right?
It was actually tremendous fun! Couldn’t have asked for a better destination for our little outing. And, Husband got to taste a real american corndog (It was just as disgusting as we’d thought.). It really felt like a episode of Gilmore Girls, just with more wine. Can it get any better?
There are vintage-shops in Napa as well! Who would have thunk it?!
There’s like two people laughing right now, and they’re both Arrested Development-fans.
We drove around Napa, took the 101 back towards San Francisco and stopped by Muir beach. A perfect ending to a perfect day.. ..again.