More Friday.

I finally made it over to SF on the BART. I got off on the Embarcadero stop, and began walking up towards Fisherman's Wharf, where my family was. On the way I came across this cool water sculpture:



...and then I came across this interesting sculpture of two faces:



My aunt picked me up and took me the rest of the wat to Fisherman's Wharf where my cousin was selling jewelry that he and my aunt had made. I stopped by for a minutes to get a photo:




We decided to head over to the Exploratorium grounds. On the way we saw a llama (strange city):



We ended up visiting the grounds of the Exploratorium museum. This is the where the 1915 Worlds Fair was held. What is left is the dome that housed the Palace of Fine Arts, as well as a few collanades. Here's a photo of the main dome (which reminds me of Naboo as seen in Star Wars Episode I):



A pretty heron that was bathing in the lake:



After walking around the grounds for a while we met up with my cousin and some of his friends at Kennedy's, the Irish pub and Curry House, where they were serving $2 Guinness. I ended up drinking 3 Guinness instead of having dinner. My aunt and my mother had dinner at The Stinking Rose, a restaurant specializing in garlic cooking.

Later on, my friend Yeliang picked me up from my Aunt's house and we headed out to a dance club with a friend he met on the internet. We ended up finding a club in the downtown area playing techno, and the cover was only $10! We danced away until about 2am, and then drearily drove his friend home to Fremont, which is about 45mins south of SF. Yeliang was so tired on the way home from Fremont that he kept swerving into other lanes. Finally made it home to Berekely around 3:30am. A sleeping bag on a concrete floor never felt so good before.