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I couldn't figure out at first what parking rules had to do with kids on the run... and then the lightbulb popped on. Thought this was a funny San Fran street sign.
San Francisco is really such a gorgeous place, despite the fact that it is not for the unfit (i.e., me). You can spot a tourist a mile away because they are the ones wheezing, doubled over in pain at having to climb the steepest hills ever. These steps up to Coit Tower almost killed me:
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I think you should be on holiday all the time. That way, we get regular and amusing blogs on your site. It's been TOOOOOOOO LOOOOOONG!!! Toodle pip!
Posted by: Lord Farr-Kernukkel | September 04, 2009 at 03:05 AM
Gab, you're only a quick 14 hour drive away from Portland. Stick it out! Make it happen! September is the nicest month. You're so close to the NW you really owe it to yourself. (Like most Oregonians) "Screw California!" RZ
Posted by: Rich | September 03, 2009 at 08:45 PM
Ahh, you're visiting my hometown. If you look northward, across the Golden Gate, you might see me waving.
I've seen that runaway car sign before (well, probably one like it) and have felt nearly compelled to make my own sign.
"Prevent Runaways: Tell Your Children That You Love Them And Are Proud Of Them"
Posted by: Chris Hoke | September 03, 2009 at 06:20 AM