Day 1 was, by far, the longest day. Day 2 was far shorter. I started the day with a headache, and only got out of my hotel room in the afternoon, which is what I didn't want to do. I went to Walgreens there and got a spatula and more Fancy Feast for Bitey.
Then, my debit card didn't work at two ATMs, but while on a call with the bank, it did work, and I finally had cash to buy more finger puppets and children's sweaters.
I got on the BART for Ashby and decided to not go to The Vault and instead get lunch at the Cameroonian place.
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Delicious. I probably ate maybe half of this. |
Then I walked around the flea market and decided to give one of my sweaters to a friend's daughter, because she was about 2 and they're adorable sweaters. I bought a few more things, then went to my old apartment and gave Bitey some more food. I also got to see his real owners and had a conversation with my former landlady. She said that the apartment below my old place (which has the same layout) is going for $2300 a month - or at least that is what they are trying to get. I never paid more than $1400.
While walking back to the BART, I contemplated the BART ride and walk back to the Omni and opted to take a cab back. I was texting friends to meet up for the parade and in no mood for ambiguity or complexity. I also read some articles about the myth that the Irish were enslaved the same way that Africans were enslaved in the US. I went back to my hotel room back in SF and got ready for the parade and headed out. The crowd was so huge, and I walked all the way to the end of it before I found a suitable location. Soon enough, my friend F and a friend of his arrived, then a work friend B and his daughter arrived. F and his friend left, then B and his daughter and I watched to the end of the parade.
Here I am feeding a lion.
We then walked to Chinatown and looked for a place to eat. I also made arrangements with my friend E to meet us. He finally did meet us at the restaurant - where I had chop seuy, which was really just bean sprouts, chicken, and cabbage - and we conversed. B and his daughter left, then E and I walked around for a while before I went back to my hotel for the night.
Here is a
playlist of parade videos and here are all the parade photos.
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My gift from F and N. |
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Firecracker remains. |
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We wondered who the hell these little princes were. |
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From the Art Academy, of course. |
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It's the Year of the Monkey. |
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Obligatory Selfie |
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