I love Seattle. I love my friends. The week leading up to the weekend of Tfaith’s wedding reception was one epic crazy-fest. I miss this city.
I didn’t really do too much on my actual birthday knowing that I was going to consider Bay to Breakers my actual birthday celebration. Like I said before, there really are no words to explain Bay to Breakers to people who have never been to it. Niamh tried to before we all went, but I had NO IDEA what I was in for. I agree that the only city they could possibly pull this off is San Francisco. The runner’s of the race start first, but after they are done that is when the real crazy show begins. Halloween has nothing on this event. I am pretty sure I called Brian at 9 in the morning yelling at how wasted I was already walking down the streets.
That lady is either really old or corpses are now allowed to participate in the race – Kiernan
It seems like the whole city participates. It really is only around 60,000 people (more than three times the people of my hometown), but it feels like so many more. Looking down the street I just could’t believe the miles and miles of costumed craziness.
Every time I asked someone how I could explain it to friends, everyone told me that I couldn’t, there are no words. The best one I heard was that I should tell my friends its like a 60,000 person themed costumed frat party. The SF GATE has a good story written on this years event.
Only in San Francisco could I sing “Living on a Prayer” next to a giant vagina. – Niamh
Anyway, I will just let you guys look at pictures. It is a long post so check out more pictures after the jump. Also, wanting to keep this Blog rated PG-13 for you minor readers, I have edited the pictures that have naughty bits in them. Enjoy
Whatever, I can just tell myself that I am having a fruit salad; only in vodka form -Me
Walking Manhattan late at night can be so great. We got really really creeped out by an Art exhibit in Washington Square Park, where human statues adorn various buildings and it looks like people about to jump to their deaths. We also found a great museum as evidenced below.
Then we ate a whole Korean restaurant ourselves at 1 in the morning. So. Obese.
I have had a lot of friends from New York and blog buddies that live there recommend and write about this restaurant in the TriBeCa area called Ninja New York. Seems like a lot of people have been talking it up, so I decided that one of the things I wanted to do when I was in Manhattan was go try it out. The only reservation we could get was at 10:45 pm, THAT’S how popular it is. Regardless of the late reservation, we were all excited.
After the elevator ride where Evy was kicked in the face you go through a dark hallway where Ninjas pop up and try to scare you.(Evan kinda had a heart attack). We were promptly seated and thus began our adventure.
I think everyone should know that these cost 20 dollars…..EACH. Other than this ridiculously overpriced Sake that made us cry, the rest of the dinner may be a tad overpriced, but it is soooo delicious.
The way the food is brought out and laid out to you is really different, fun and awesome. Probably some of the best I have ever seen. This first place came with a SAMURAI SWORD. You are supposed to pull it out of the bowl, having the salad drop into a thing of dry ice. They instruct you to give a loud ninja yell while you pull the sword as well and I did. I think about 40 percent of our meal was lit on fire at the table.
My dessert consisted of them lighting a match and setting me on fire. I am kidding, but not really.
It was one of those days when you wake up and are thankful that you don’t live anywhere else, at least for that day. The weather was absolutely gorgeous on Sunday and after Mar came back from running 3 gajillion miles at some marathon, we headed down to Dolores Park to meet up with friends.
Mar took a little nap. I guess running a half marathon makes you pretty tired. Crazy girl. I ran that morning too! To the restroom.