Today was a very special day. Today was the day we set aside to go and visit the greatest restaurant America has ever produced. Hooters...
We started the day with a visit to Westfield San Fransisco. 12 levels of shops, all to find Sam some funky fresh shades and Al some new Kicks (sneakers). It was freaking huge! Riding the curved escalators was a frightening experience for me (I'm slightly afraid of heights and by slightly I mean extremely) If you feel my pain I'd avoid them like the plague.
We then caught a streetcar down to Pier 39. Just had a wander through the sports store to find a new jacket and boy did I find one! San Fransisco Giants Baseball Jacket. I have never had a jacket fit so well! (Editors note: The Giants later won the World Series) We adopted them as our Go to team while we watched the many and oftentimes confusing American sports on ESPN.
We couldn't go to San Fransisco without trying some famous Clam chowder (despite my dislike of seafood) So we stopped off at a place and within its outdoor seating area we had a huge "bowl" of chowder. I say "bowl" purely because it was served in a giant sourdough bread bowl. It was actually pretty tasty..
Now here is the highlight of my trip so far. We couldn't get tickets to the Giants game so we did the next best thing. We went to Hooters! I can honestly say I have never felt like I belong as much as I did there. Hot super friendly women, Beer and spicy chicken wings. I think I might secretly be American. Sam tried his hardest but surprise surprise in the manliest of all restaurants in existence he did not fit in...
On the way out of Hooters something a bit weird happened Sam and I were walking out of the restaurant and this girl walks up to us and asks us if we are from Perth. Now this being the case we replied with the affirmative and asked how she knew this. She too was from Perth and actually had the same Taxi driver as us just after us! He had actually described Sam's mohawk haircut and that he was hanging out with 2 other dudes. She recognized us and we ran into her in one of the biggest cities in the world... In HOOTERS!!
To get back to the hostel we caught one of San Fransisco's iconic cable cars. It was awesome! Hanging off the side while traveling the streets of San Fran was incredible and one of the must do things in a lifetime. We stopped halfway through to see the cable car museum. Learning about how it all works and seeing the machines that make them run was very interesting.
That night we were pretty knackered after a rich, full day of hard walking but we had a bit of a wander around and Al , for some unknown reason, announced that he would like to see a genuine SF gay bar. So Sam obligingly (and frighteningly quickly) googled Gay bars and we found one nearby.
Unfortunately for Al it wasn't what we could call a "stereotypical" Gay bar. So much so that it had a picture of a topless woman behind the bar! Which lead to one of my favorite comments of the trip so far. When the bar man inside the gay bar asked what we were after Sam replied with "just browsing thanks". Possibly not the right thing to say in a Gay bar.
After that dispointment we went back to the Hostel and drank and played Liars dice...
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