sausalito and bike rides

Firstly. It's my Brit's birthday today. And I can't be there to share with him. We had a present-opening Skype session together at 4am this morning. But still. I am really missing him and wish this trip hadn't fallen over his birthday.

Anyway. Another observation:

There are two types of people in the world.
1) Dicks; and
2) Dicks who wear sunglasses inside.

I have been doing a lot of number 2's (in this example, not the mainstream one), this week.
Fluorescent lights and jet lag are so much better when you're wearing sunglasses.
That's all I'm saying.

A group of us went cycling around San Francisco yesterday. I woke up with a sore throat, and it was raining outside, and the fire alarm went off, and after a chaotic morning, we tooled up and hit San Francisco.

There were these fighter jets practicing for a large airshow happening in a few days. Crikey, they were flying above our heads, as we made our way through Golden Gate Park, it was incredible.
Then we cycled over Golden Gate bridge.

Dude.

I was scared. The wind was waai-ing, and the structure is fucking high up - let's be honest - so I had a mini freak out and had to be pacified.

Well, not pacified, but I had to stop and chill out.

Heights dude. If I was Jewish I would've platzed. Being a non-Catholic, I just went ahead and shat myself.

Had dinner in lovely Sausalito and felt a huge sense of deja-vu. The place is the closest thing I've experienced to Cape Town ever.
This place is very very like Cape Town.

Then I got sick. My glands are swollen, can hardly swallow. It's 6am and have to fly to San Diego now.

Find me a chemist. And fast.