On our second night, we had dinner at Scomas at Fisherman's Wharf. It was delicious.
Eric ate half a crab, all by himself, and loved every single bite.
As we were leaving Scomas, heading for the cable car stop, a limo driver stopped and asked us where we were going. When he learned our destination (our hotel), he did some quick figuring in his head (we were a large-ish group of 8 to 10 people), and offered us a ride home for about $5 per person. We couldn't turn that down and before I knew it, I was sitting in the back of a sweet limo, watching dancing lights on the inside, and feeling like I was living the high life. Thrilling.
In other events . . .
Remember back on my pre-SF post where I listed the things that I wanted to do while I was there?
Remember the photo that I lifted from flickr to start the whole thing?
I found it! I actually wasn't even looking for it, but as Eric and I were walking to the farmer's market one day, we happened to walk right past it. So, I took a few photos. Obviously mine aren't as good as the one I used in my post, but still, I think it's kind of fun.
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And there you have it. The final San Francisco post. Let the rest of the photo blog posts begin.