5th of February, part 1
So this was a weird day, I woke up at 8 AM and was really awake, I stayed in bed for a bit, the australian bloke had already up and left earlier and I later learned he had checked out of the hostel, so I never really got to talk to him, anyway the finnish girl got up and went for a shower, the girl from holland and the bloke from england also got up before I did, while the german, correction swiss girl (I was just told she was swiss after having read these first lines out aloud) slept on, I got out of bed, got a shirt and asked the girl from holland if it was possible to rent a towel, she thought if I went downstairs I probably could rent one in the reception, and I could, so I took a shower, but then I realised I did not have body shampoo, or any shampoo at all.
But I took the shower anyway and decided to get myself some shampoo later, I got back put on some clothes, lend my adaptor to the girl from holland and went downstairs and got myself some coffee and got started on writing on the previous chapter, and now the weirdness began, the more coffee I drank, the more tired I got, I waited for my roomies and joined them for breakfast, which made me even more tired. I spend some times talking with them after breakfast, while I got more tired, talked swedish with the finnish girl, got more tired, finished my coffee, got more tired, and then the finnish girl and the girl from holland went upstairs again, a little later the bloke from england and finally the swiss girl and I left the kitchen.
I went up to my bed and got more tired, but I managed to finish my diary about the pub crawl before I fainted like the princess I truly am.
I slept until about 2 PM, I woke up a lot, and blew my nose a lot, the first hour or so they were vacuuming on the hostel, but I still managed to sleep because princess sleep is only disturbed by peas beneath mattresses, and there was no peas beneath my mattress.
So at 2 PM I got up and wandered aimlessly around town, I looked a bit around for a hat, and found a scottish apparel shop with some hats, none of which were cheap or fancy enough for my extravagant tastes, I also went to a levi's store, and almost all the clerks were gay, which reminds me I forgot the most interesting episode about the pub crawl; when we were walking home yesterday a guy sarcastically yelled; “nice pants” after me, I did what I always do when people are being sarcastic with me and replied like he wasn't being sarcastic, and he then yelled “Fag!” after me, and within a second 3 different groups of people were mad at him and telling him to shut up, which was very funny to me, he must've forgot he was in san francisco!
Also everyone at the hostel except my room mates think I am gay, so yeah bright clothes equals gay in SF.
But I went back home and slept got up, slept, got up and slept almost the entire day, I am kinda running out of time cause I am going on pub crawl again tonight and I have to shower first, I will write about the rest of the day tomorrow I guess.
