I love San Francisco. The Spouse Thingy took ten days off work. So there was plenty of time to go back to SF again. We got off the BART and headed back through China Town today, but this time we were headed for Pier 39, which is only about 4 miles away and gets a couple of decent hills in (not enough, but still.)
But once we were there, it was lunch time and the Spouse Thingy's reward for walking and not whining is fish. I don't do fish. I don't like the smell of fish. I also don't mind if he goes into a restaurant and has his fish, because while he's indulging, I can shop.
And shop I did. I wandered into the wine shop and bought some mini-bottles of booze: Contreau, Jagermeister, and two bottle of Chambord, which the Boy said I would like...and now I need him to tell me how to drink it. Mix or straight. But...still. I bought booze. In teeny tiny bottles.
I wandered some more and went into a knife shop, where I came this close to buying a 2" switchblade. The only thing that stopped me was that there was no blade lock to keep it from popping open in my pocket.
I know, a bizarre want...but I've wanted a switchblade since I was a kid, probably because it's illegal...but under 2", apparently they're legal enough in CA.
So no knife. Then I wandered into a touristy shop that sells tons of hats and shirts and fell deep in like with a striped sorta cowboy hat that can be molded into whatever hat shape you want. But I wasn't sure, so I headed back out and wandered some more, almost-buying a few sweatshirts and a crystal Thumper (but could not justify $100 for a tiny piece of glass) and went back.
I tried the hat on again and was looking in the mirror, when an older lady near said--very sweetly and with genuine concern--Oh, honey...no.
So I guess that was not a good look for me. Good to know.
This has been a really fun mini-vacation. We've hit SF twice, shopped for some stuff for the Spouse Thingy's woodshop, wandered around a flea market, spent his birthday losing money in a casino...He's only got 2 more days off, and one of those we have dental appointments...all fun things must come to and end, I suppose.
But my highlight just might be Oh honey...no. LOL