Friday night comes around and we've got no plans. Nothing to worry about, since we always manage to find something to do in this amazing city. After laying on Meghan's floor for a good three hours after dinner, we eventually thought it would feel so good to go in a hot tub. Well, we are in San Francisco! One of the biggest tourist traps, making it home to many hotels down near the theater district. We found that the Hilton had a pool and jacuzzi, so off we went to catch the 5 Fulton. So basically, Meghan, Corinna, Barrett, Amy and I have to be the worst at sneaking into somewhere we aren't supposed to be. All of us were freaking out as we were about to go into the lobby. Then we realized that this is a huge hotel and that no one would know if were were staying there or not. We found out what floor the pool was on and got on the elevator. When we got to the doors to the pool we had to wait for someone with a card key to open the door for us. Down the hall a hotel staff person was walking towards us. We panicked and ran around the corner all filing into a single stall bathroom, slamming the door behind us, well actually we quickly tried to find room to close the door since five people was about four too many to be in this bathroom. A few seconds later we realized how ridiculous we were being and so we sent Corinna out to see if anyone was around to open the pool door. A couple was coming back into the hotel, so Corinna grabbed the door behind them and we all ran back out of the bathroom towards the pool.
Despite our paranoia we were able to enjoy at least a good 30 minutes of relaxing hot tub time. However, we failed to think about the fact that we were going to have to ride the bus back, in the cold, all wet. Totally worth it haha. To warm up, we stopped by one of our favorite restaurants, Little Delhi, for some delicious $1 Hot Chai Tea. Meghan went in to get us some to go and the rest of us stood outside and waited. While we were waiting for her, a woman right in front of us was pulling away from the curb in her car, as another guy tried to catch the yellow light in the intersection behind her. They collided right in front of us and both got out of their cars, the man yelling (mostly profanities and insults about the woman's driving). A couple that was standing next to us outside the restaurant began getting involved, screaming at the man to calm down and "shut the f--- up!" All four of us were shocked that these random people were so angry over this fender bender. A few seconds later a motorcycle cop arrived and began trying to calm everyone down. After about a minute more of screaming between the man in the accident and the couple that had been bystanders, the cop yells "You", pointing at the couple, "shut up and get going, since this really doesn't concern you. And You sir", turning to the man in the accident, "need to calm down immediately."
Despite our paranoia we were able to enjoy at least a good 30 minutes of relaxing hot tub time. However, we failed to think about the fact that we were going to have to ride the bus back, in the cold, all wet. Totally worth it haha. To warm up, we stopped by one of our favorite restaurants, Little Delhi, for some delicious $1 Hot Chai Tea. Meghan went in to get us some to go and the rest of us stood outside and waited. While we were waiting for her, a woman right in front of us was pulling away from the curb in her car, as another guy tried to catch the yellow light in the intersection behind her. They collided right in front of us and both got out of their cars, the man yelling (mostly profanities and insults about the woman's driving). A couple that was standing next to us outside the restaurant began getting involved, screaming at the man to calm down and "shut the f--- up!" All four of us were shocked that these random people were so angry over this fender bender. A few seconds later a motorcycle cop arrived and began trying to calm everyone down. After about a minute more of screaming between the man in the accident and the couple that had been bystanders, the cop yells "You", pointing at the couple, "shut up and get going, since this really doesn't concern you. And You sir", turning to the man in the accident, "need to calm down immediately."
Oh the things you see just walking down the street here. Pretty fascinating. On the bus ride back we had another interesting, though more comical and less angry experience. On Muni buses, in order to get the back doors to open when the bus stops, you must step down into the stairwell. Obviously first time Muni riders don't know this. Most simply look confused and then flustered as everyone on the bus begins yelling "step down" at them, however, this man chose to handle things differently. The bus stops and the man waiting to get out doesn't know how to open the door. Before anyone could yell instructions at him, he screams at the top of his lungs and then begins to moan "Driver, let me out. Let me out please!" To make the guy stop yelling, the driver opened the back door, but the guy was too busy yelling to notice. Just as they are closing, he realizes and tries to hop out. The man standing next to him jokingly goes "Oh, missed your chance." The man then starts screaming again "I'm trapped! They are holding me hostage! Crazy Californians!" The bus driver again opened the door for him and everyone on the bus starts yelling "Go! The doors are open! Go now!" As he exits the bus he yells "I'm from New York. We don't have to deal with things like this! But thank you for releasing me!" Hilarious!
And people say San Franciscan's are wacked. NY could give SF a run for it's money.
What a night.
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