Finaly out of san francisco. This city is bigger than you’d think. So
far so good. My feet are a little sore but no blisters. I realized
having my camera in my backpack wasn’t a good idea. I was stopping to
get my camera out every 30 seconds. So I stopped at the lucky gift shop
on geneva and found a crazy, packed store and sweet little old chinese
man asleep in his chair. Found a cute bag for $4.50 and headed on my
way. The bag is perfect. I’m hoping I make it to colma for lunch time. I
can find a nice cemetary and have my sandwich with the dead people. I
made fresh bread lasy night.