So I just spent last weekend in San Francisco and Napa.... Wow! What a great city... I would say that it puts Phoenix to shame but that would be the understatement of the year. I got to go to a photo viewing in this cool bar, have great food in the city and just hang out. Saturday we went all over Napa to a bunch of wineries like Joseph Phelps, ZD, and then the wedding was at Far Niente... it was awesome. They spent a lot of money to make sure we all got very full and very drunk... my kind of a wedding. Everything was awesome aside from the fact that there weren't any single bridesmaids... and then on Sunday night they cancelled our flight home and no one knew why. Fuckin United. You would think they could let you know that BEFORE you bust ass to get to the airport. So my buddy and I had to wake up at 4am the next day and go back to the airport... and then I got to go straight to work. That wasn't a whole lot of fun.
Overall the vacation was fucking great, and I needed a break. Good times.
Overall the vacation was fucking great, and I needed a break. Good times.
who was getting married?