San Francisco was pretty fun. We took a nice drive along through Silicon Valley, visiting stops like YouTube, Google, Facebook, and the house where Steves Jobs and Wozniak built the first 50 Apple computers. Our campsite smelled great and fresh, full of Eucalyptus trees, seclusion, and quiet. I did see an old traveling man with a big white beard come out of the restroom, and he said "Heeeeeyyyyy Brotha", which was kinda funny.
In Berkeley we stopped at famed punk venue 924 Gilman, as well as Alternative Tentacles Records HQ. We also stopped by an antique video game arcade, and Lucas Arts HQ. We did some drive bys of the haunted Atherton Mansion, Lombard's curvy steep streets, the Full House house, and the Golden Gate Bridge. And since the Supreme Court ruled gay marriage legal a couple days ago (and it was also Pride Weekend), we drove through the Castro District where we saw many celebrating (drunkenly) in the streets. One dude had shorts on that said "F@#k Me", and the kids got a kick out of that. Also another dude "rolled up" next to our car and offered me a joint, saying "One hit of this and you'll forget all your troubles". I politely declined. That night, as Milo was heading into the camper, Angie said "Good night, I love you!". And he said "Thanks".
Driving up to the Crescent City, we visited the Rosie the Riviter Park, and Glass Beach. Glass Beach featured sea-worn glass left over from a seaside dump that closed in 1967. We also passed a lot of beautiful coastal scenery. I decided that any time you're driving in a car and what you see out the window makes you say "F@#k" out loud, it must be a great road trip. Switchbacks were abundant, some of them 25MPH, some 15, and one was even 10. As the night wore on, the fog grew thick, making it seem like we were driving through a Mario Kart level, except if we fell off the side we would plunge down a massive cliff into raging ocean waters below.
