I tried to go to a birthday party in the city. I got all dressed up. Drove up. Hit traffic. It wasn’t too bad.
Then I tried to find parking near Pacific & Hyde. On the hills. I drove around the block. Around a bigger circle. I drove around for an hour.
And then I quit. I wad tired and hungry and bitchy. Even if I did find parking 10 blocks away, I would not be a party girl after climbing those hills in four-inch heels.
So I drove home.
Got to Lilly Macs just as the kitchen was closing. They took pity on me and made me dinner anyways. Shephard’s pie and a Guinness later and I’m feeling much better.
But I’m sorry I missed the Party at the Pacific. Public transportation was going to take 2 1/2 hours each way, but after three hours in my car for nothing, Caltrain/Muni seems like it was the better option.
