San Francisco, Part 2

Had to get up Friday early. Had some quick work to do, then we would be free until 5pm.

The area didn't look all that...great. I hear all sorts of stories about how awesome SF is, but in this area I just didn't see it.

I DID see a movie theater that shows all that cool shit, you know, the stuff when you hear "Playing in select cities"? Yeah, this was one of them.

They had The Raid, which I heard a lot of good things about and wanted to see. I figure, fuck it. I can wander around like a tourist on my hurt foot and not enjoy myself, or I can do what I want and go see a movie.

Saw the movie. It's pretty good. Got some great action scenes and some excellent martial arts fights.

Then I went back to the hotel. You know, one thing I noticed was this:

It's the snack tray in my room that says anything removed will be added to my bill within 10 seconds. I'm like...huh? How do they know you took one?

Underneath are some round things, so I figure it's an Indiana Jones kind of thing--they're weighted, and if you take one it knows by the missing weight.

So of course I'm thinking, "Man, if I had a sand bag or something I'd totally try that Indy trick..."

Later that night we had shit to do, and afterward I was tired. I once again grabbed something at Subway.

Took a blue pill again and went to sleep. Early morning the next day.

Here's a pic I took out the window at night with a new panorama app. More about that later.