My San Francisco Adventure or OMG, the shuttle driver wants to kill me!

[wondergirl9847]

WARNING: Long post.

Hee! First off, I picked the PERFECT time to got to San Francisco. The weather was amazing. I did all the touristy stuff...went on a 5 1/2 hour shuttle tour of the city and we drove over Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito (yes, I felt the angst from Rumours..heh) and took the ferry back, shopped at Fisherman's Wharf, went to Haight-Ashbury, saw an amazing view from the Top of the Mark Hotel, rode a cable car (with Ryan...hey Ryan! ), walked through Chinatown a bit (on my tour), walked up two EXTREMELY steep streets (and almost died), rode in a historic streetcar annnnnnnnnnd saw some concert.

On the shuttle to my hotel Saturday afternoon, the driver was driving so fast up and down the hills...I thought I was going to die in the shuttle. LOL Those hills are seriously nuts.

CONCERT: I get to the venue (it was a short walk from my hotel) and as I'm walking, I look over and Amber goes "Hey Christy." and there she was with Deborah (goldenbraid). They were both super cool and funny...we laughed and had a fun time at the concert and afterwards waiting for Lindsey to come out. We went in and I met Vicky (yes, she wore THE SHIRT...heh) who was cool and friendly (hi Vicky!). Went to my seat and waited for the show. I sat right next to Deborah and then, there was some guy, then Amber. Amber asked if she could sit with her friends and the guy moved over in her seat. So nice of him. The concert was great. Lindsey's family and friends were there and he gave a heartfelt speech about how much he loved his home. Some dude yells out "All My Sorrows" a couple of times and Lindsey goes "Is that John Stewart?" (Of course, John freakin' Stewart walked out the back door later as we waited for LB!! I didn't bother him though because I didn't know what to say...plus I had nothing for him to sign. ) I yelled out Down on Rodeo at a VERY quiet point between songs and then other people yelled out songs and he goes "Maybe I'll take requests later." I knew that was not gonna happen. I also yelled out "YES!!!" during a quiet moment at the very beginning of ISA. Heh. I hope someone recorded this show. I hope everyone else can fill in my memory blanks too. Okay, so, during GYOW, I was ready to go up front to play the guitar...I was almost at the very end of the aisle so I didn't see an issue, but as I walked up, the security douche put up his arm in front of me, stepped on my foot and goes "Ain't gonna happen." and I'm all "You've got to be kidding me." I go back to my seat. I hate to say this, but I'm over it. I didn't even take my camera out because I felt like he was a douche the second I saw him. I figured he would have told me to put it away. I'm so discouraged with this tour in terms of the security side of it. I'm not over Lindsey or his music, I'm just sick of being treated like crap.

After the show, like Amber said...we RAN out and went to the back door. Eventually, out comes Brett (SUPER nice..he asked my name and shook my hand), then Neale walked by the door but never came out of it (that I remember anyway), then later Taku came out (also SUPER nice). Before Lindsey came out...his brother Jeff did and Javier Pacheco (who walked out and put his hand over his face and goes "No autographs please." LOL) Like I said, then John Stewart came out. The security douche who stepped on my foot told us to move to the other side so we lost our perfect right-in-front-of-the-door spots. Lindsey comes out and I put out my UTS cover and he signs it. I turn on my camera and take some video since I am right in his face. I took some wierd-looking pictures (due to the lighting out there). Didn't wanna use the flash since I was literally in his face. That's my voice on the video (I'll try to get it up today) saying "Thank you, Lindsey. Great show." I wanted to get my pic with him, but other people were asking and then, my camera froze! AAAHHH!! I think it got too cold and when it does...it locks up. By the time I got it back on, Lindsey was talking to a friend or something and the security douche goes "He's leaving." and LB got in the van. Another opportunity missed. I have 3 more though. All I want now is a pic with him...no autograph. My holy grail...a pic. Didn't see his wife, but I think she was there somewhere.

After the show, Deborah, Amber and I left and went towards my hotel. There was a IHOP down the street, so we went there. Unfortunately, it was closed (Wha? Even though it said Open 24 Hours on the sign) so I just went back to my hotel since it was late and I had a flight out the next morning (or so I thought).

Hello to Tiff (EnchantedSLN) and Anita (GarboSpeaks). Wonderful to have met you both!

Amber and Deborah, thanks for giving me a ride back to my hotel and I had lots of fun with you guys at the show and afterwards. Ryan, thanks for having lunch and riding the cable car with me. Wish you could have gotten a good seat to the show. Maybe next time.

I have a neat story to tell. Sunday night, I went to Fisherman's Wharf after my tour. Got hungry and walked to Pizza Zone. There was a guy in there that I sat close to and we got to chit-chatting. Come to find out, he's a limo driver for some dude that night who's super rich (nobody famous unfortunately). I told him about my day and he goes "If you need a ride back to your hotel, I'd be happy to take you in the limo...no charge." I'm all "I would totally take you up on that...but it's still early and I'm probably not finished shopping yet." (It was only like 4:30PM) So, he goes "Well, if you want, I can drive you around this area while I'm waiting on my guy who's out having a good time, drinking and won't be calling me for awhile." I'm thinking "Is this guy serious?" So...we walk to his limo and I get in. I have pics to prove it! LOL He drives me around the area of Fisherman's Wharf and we go to Gharardelli Square (I was trying to find a shirt for my dad of Lombard Street...never found one). The limo driver's name was Bob and he works for Prestige Limo in San Francisco. I told him I would tell everyone about him and the company for being so super cool to me. He drove me to Pier 39 and even back to my hotel on Lombard Street (not the crooked part. LOL) so I could drop some stuff off and we drove back to Fisherman's Wharf. That's where his guy was at some restaurant. He wanted to stay fairly close in case the guy called to be picked up. So, Bob and I hung out for a couple of hours, going to various shops to find a shirt and he took some pics of me. He even bought me an ice cream cone. SUPER friendly dude. He was from Nicaragua, but raised in SF. Later in the night, Bob told me he had to go and I got a taxi back to my hotel. What a day!

San Francisco is a beautiful place with beautiful people. I had an amazing time except for when I tried to leave it yesterday. My flight was cancelled due to mechanical issues...okay fine, they told me I'd be on the 10:45AM fight. Cool. So, I get to the airport and the flight is delayed another hour. Ooookay. Tick-tock....shop...piddle....people watch...get a donut. Flight's delayed until 12:39PM. OMG, are they serious...what's the deal?! I go over and get on the standby list for an 11:30 flight out...it's full. I go get something to eat for lunch and come back and there's another flight leaving at 12:45. They call my name and I'm on! YAY! On the very last row, but next to a nice guy. We don't leave the freakin' terminal until 1:30PM. I think the thick fog in SF screwed all the flights up for the day. So, I made it home 9 hours later than I planned. But, at least I made it home safe.

THE END.