steaks

The opening scene to Full House is located in Cow Hollow.*

Was checking out a map last night.

As one does. When they're waiting to watch the next episode of The Inbteweeners (which, might I add, is fucking hilarious).

I arrive in San Francisco on Saturday afternoon, and although it's a place I've always wanted to go, and have been told that hippies smoking weed loiter in the streets,I don't really know much about it.

I just love the fact that I'm staying in a place that's wedged between two suburbs called,
1) Tenderloin; and
2) Nob Hill.

So, essentially, I'll be staying in a place that's somewhere between a steak and a penis.

And if I thought I wasn't in the States, I do now. With neighbourhoods called 'Mission Delores' and public spaces called 'Billy Goat Hill Park,' and the charmingly named suburb called 'Central Sunset' ("Oh yeah, I live at 34 El Camino Boulevard, Central Sunset,"), then now I do.

Rather looking forward to this little American adventure. Even if I have to talk in front of 250 colleagues.

*Cow Hollow exists, sans cows.