The San Diego trip is in full effect. Roll with me from SFO to SAN...
The wait in San Fran. It was an expensive cab ride, and we both had major attitude. The people next to us had some bunk outfits on. Grown men should not wear uggs that are tucked into jeans. Period.
Above the clouds. Driving down just doesn't seem practical anymore. 8hrs in a car or 1hr in a plane?
Soooooo bored. The SAN is eh. Time to go home.
Randoms awaiting the bags.
Finally home and Champagne dreams are realized.
My bro and the tree, and a little bit of that Johnny Walker Red. The saga continues...