San Francisco: The Trip in Photos

Oh my gosh, you guys. I am tired. And I have edited and uploaded these pictures I don't know HOW MANY TIMES...OY VEY! Anyway. If you are interested in seeing the captions that go with the photos, you can flip thru here.

[Note to my Dad: Hit "play" and then in the bottom corner of the photos hit the button that has four arrows. This should maximize the photos to the size of your screen.]

BART, Baby!

Two geography tests, a mountain of work-work, a much-needed hair trim, and one hell of stressful packing situation all stand between me and my upcoming trip with my two BFs to the City by the Bay. But that all just got okay, because only moments ago, I pulled out of my very own mailbox, MY BART CARD! WOOOOOO! It is pictured above in blurry--but still discernible--glory.

That's right, people...

She's got a ticket to rye-hide! She's got a ticket to rye-high-hide! She's got a ticket to ride!

And she don't care!

[I'll be taking my laptop and camera and, by God, I plan to post! Don't quote me on this. Especially if tequila becomes involved.]