Mike and I in Candlestick Park. I know it's named something else now,
but I hate that commercial junk!
Anthony and Lori Graves, Jim and Christie Adcox, Mike and I, John Paul and Kathy Jones
Tracy in her cute bug!
Our shuttle driver to and from the airport. He did a pretty decent Napolean Dynamite impression and I don't even think that he was trying to.
Early in September we took a little trip to San Francisco to watch a 49ers and Cardinals game. Yeah, we're huge Cardinal fans. . .not really. Our friend Antonio is actually a faithful Cards fan (yes, there are a few of those out there) and so we all jumped in at the chance to hang out with old friends and watch Matt Leinart try to make something happen for Arizona. If you saw the Monday night football game then you know that it almost did, then in classic Cardinal fashion the 49ers came storming down the field in the last minute to win by a field goal. All I know is that I'd rather have left Candlestick stadium as a loser amongst those fans then a winner. The best part about the night was our free ride back downtown on the bus after we paid over a hundred bucks for a van service to the game. Not only was the bus ride home twice as fast, but it also seemed a whole lot safer than the crazy drivers that we had every time we took a shuttle. The moral of this tale: Never knock public transportation!
Luckily, the game was not the only thing we did on our trip. I had a great visit with my childhood friend, Tracy Astle. She lives in San Fran and works at Pottery Barn as a textile buyer. She was a great tour guide and knew every in and out of public transportation. She also took Mike and I around town in her cute VW bug, which she and I always said we'd own one day. At least one of us got one. We had a blast catching up and it was great fun to see Tracy in "her city" as I call it. She really loves San Fran and after all the great places she showed us, I can see why. Other than that, I think that we girls hit every H&M in the city. Who knew you could shop at the same place twelve different times. That's what happens when something is inaccessible back home.
Lastly, I think that the most memorable event of the trip actually happened on the plane ride out to San Fran, but you'll have to ask me about that. I refuse to write about it. Ugh! Or maybe you could ask Lori Graves as she sat right next to the foul-smelling perpetrator. Ha Ha!
Anthony and Lori Graves, Jim and Christie Adcox, Mike and I, John Paul and Kathy Jones
Tracy in her cute bug!
Our shuttle driver to and from the airport. He did a pretty decent Napolean Dynamite impression and I don't even think that he was trying to.
Early in September we took a little trip to San Francisco to watch a 49ers and Cardinals game. Yeah, we're huge Cardinal fans. . .not really. Our friend Antonio is actually a faithful Cards fan (yes, there are a few of those out there) and so we all jumped in at the chance to hang out with old friends and watch Matt Leinart try to make something happen for Arizona. If you saw the Monday night football game then you know that it almost did, then in classic Cardinal fashion the 49ers came storming down the field in the last minute to win by a field goal. All I know is that I'd rather have left Candlestick stadium as a loser amongst those fans then a winner. The best part about the night was our free ride back downtown on the bus after we paid over a hundred bucks for a van service to the game. Not only was the bus ride home twice as fast, but it also seemed a whole lot safer than the crazy drivers that we had every time we took a shuttle. The moral of this tale: Never knock public transportation!
Luckily, the game was not the only thing we did on our trip. I had a great visit with my childhood friend, Tracy Astle. She lives in San Fran and works at Pottery Barn as a textile buyer. She was a great tour guide and knew every in and out of public transportation. She also took Mike and I around town in her cute VW bug, which she and I always said we'd own one day. At least one of us got one. We had a blast catching up and it was great fun to see Tracy in "her city" as I call it. She really loves San Fran and after all the great places she showed us, I can see why. Other than that, I think that we girls hit every H&M in the city. Who knew you could shop at the same place twelve different times. That's what happens when something is inaccessible back home.
Lastly, I think that the most memorable event of the trip actually happened on the plane ride out to San Fran, but you'll have to ask me about that. I refuse to write about it. Ugh! Or maybe you could ask Lori Graves as she sat right next to the foul-smelling perpetrator. Ha Ha!
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2 comments:
Looks like so much fun. I'm glad you could go do this and see Tracy and San Fransisco.
Welcome to the world of blogging!
Lisa, great job on the post! You did it!!! I'm excited to be able to KIT even though I still see you (although not enough for sure!) I asked Mindy how she blogs with her laptop and she said "get a mouse!! It's so much easier!!!" So there you have it from one fellow blogger to another!!! Have a great weekend friend!
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