A couple of weeks ago, late at night, Evan and I found ourselves looking at our schedules counting down the days and saying screw this! Why wait?! The next day I had a flight booked to San Francisco where he had two days off in a row.
The first thing we did was promptly buy me a jacket. I packed completely wrong! It was freezing, but I'm a cold weather gal so I was happy about it.
That night we took a cab to the Golden Gate Park and watched The Red Hot Chili Peppers. I've always wanted to see them play and Evan's friend was playing the festival so he got us in. Randomly awesome!
I kept telling Evan that all I wanted to do was see the Golden Gate Bridge. We had to go. I needed to see this amazing bridge. Which was hilarious because we didn't see it at all. We walked on it, but the fog was so thick that you could only see a couple of feet in front of you. We couldn't stop laughing. It will always be one of my favorite memories.
We walked around Fisherman's Wharf and had the most amazing clam chowder. It would be a dream to live that close to the ocean and have fresh seafood everyday! I wonder if people think about Springfield and Cashew Chicken that way? I'm guessing no.
The trip was short and sweet with a huge heap of laughter. This guy makes me laugh so incredibly hard. We hadn't seen each other in almost two months so the past few days meant a lot to us. San Francisco, you are a ball. Thanks for the sweet memories.