What a wonderful city San Francisco is. Like Seattle's older, wiser and more sophisticated sister. Everyone is beautiful and wearing gigantic impractical heels with flirty little dresses. This is a city where people get dressed up to go out which is so different from Seattle, where we just pull on a fleece jacket and wool hat when it comes time for a show or evening out.

Arrived around 9 and went to a bar around the corner from our hotel and stared at people for hours on end. Strange combination of yuppie after-work crowd mixed with parental post-theatre crowd mixed with the hoochie mama crowd. We became mesmerized by a woman in a red halter top danced like there was no tomorrow. She was FABULOUS.