Sunday September 3rd.
Danielle and I went to Fisherman's wharf, Struggled a lot with the parking, not feeling like paying 30-40 dollars for a few hours of parking. We finally found a place charging 20$ for a 24 hour period. Good enough, Hoping to be able to exit behind someone else and skipping the fees completely. We left the parking garage to go to pier 39 and have my first ever meal at Bubba Gumps. Only as we walk towards the pier, Danielle realizes she lost all of her credit cards. She starts running back to the car hoping they're there. Lucky us it was!
I have come to realize that whenever Danielle and I are up north we seem to lose something. First time, Danielle's 21st birthday, She lost her wallet with her ID and credit cards. that could have gone real bad, considering your ID is something you desperately need if you're about to go out clubbing for the first time. and while were out on her actual birthday I lose all my shit, it turns out I had just accidentally packed my passport and my wallet into my suitcase on the hotel room. The second time was on Danielle's 22nd birthday I lost ALL my shit, Phone, Cards, Wallet, Money etc. Danielle's parents were my savors that time though, the helped me out and lent me 200 dollar to get by with up north until everything was replaced! HELL YEAH to having second parents who will help you out in times of need! I wonder what were gonna loose this year!? REMINDER TO SELF, KEEP CREDIT CARDS IN SAFE PLACE! AND ALSO PASSPORT
Back to the point, We finally got to Bubba Gumps and it turns out they have an hour wait. our long day in SF, turned out to be only one visit to the pier since we had to get back to Hayward and Danielle's housewarming party. We still were late, Like really late. Stuff did not happen how we expected them too. But we still had a good time!
For everyone who has seen the TV show Hart of Dixie, I think I met my George Tucker at Danielle's party!