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
There is a reason they call it the biggest Chinese New Year celebration outside of Asia. It was insanely big. The one in Seattle no where near compares to the size of this one in San Francisco. The parade was so long that Mar and I didn’t even have the energy to stay and finish it all. When I got home, it was weird not having a firecracker blowing up in front of me every five seconds. I really wish I had more time to edit more pictures from the parade, but the above will have to do.
I was invited to attend the bachelorette party for the beautiful Monica that is seen above. It was about three guys and three bajillion girls. It was such a great time and I got to meet a lot of great people. See all those cupcakes above? I roundhouse kicked everyone in the face to eat every single one of them. Ok, this is a lie, but I was definitely considering it. I only ate like 4……
I am officially a fan of Lime. Its a great place, even when I don’t have a Mimosa in my hand.
I stopped two scary looking lesbians to take this picture. Also, this picture could make any shoe fashionista’s head explode.
Bottle service always seems like a good idea.
The above picture proves that it was not. Ugh.
It is blurry because of the light…yes, thats it…The light.
I think they decided on a gay club because they knew they would be hit on all night if they didn’t. I couldn’t imagine going with all these girls to the douchelord land that is the Marina district.
Oh and when they played the following song, I went crazy:
Unlike make people, I actually enjoyed the rain in Seattle.
Maybe because it gave us an excuse to stay inside and drink…
Or maybe because it was a welcome relief from growing up in a desert.
Anywho. San Francisco definitely doesn’t make me miss rain.
Its been giving me its strong dose of it recently.
Unlike Seattle though, in San Francisco, when it rains, it clears up pretty quickly.
And its beautiful.
By being fat:
and hanging out with gay nuns
Also, another hilarious thing that happened this weekend. These three guys from Dallas were in SF for the week and were giving out their cards. While this may be a normal thing for the event they came to, I found it hilarious. I may have been offensive when I saw the card, took it from my friend, laughed out loud and said I needed to take a picture. Good thing they didn’t see that. Click here for the hilarious-ness.
It was a gorgeous night, to celebrate the dead.
A day where you honor the dead, but also celebrate being alive. Younger, I remember the small celebrations that would take place on the Day of the Dead in Nogales, Sonora, but that is nothing compared to how they celebrate it in San Francisco. While the holiday was a hybrid of European and Aztec philosophies, it maintains a native indigenous feel. I mostly remember the Pan De Muerto being DELICIOUS. Anyway, about 15,000 people were expected to show up to this celebration. While that fact alone is impressive, what impressed me the most was that people from all origins had gathered together to celebrate a part of my culture.
It was amazing.
I. Love. San Francisco.
I took SO many pictures and it was hard to choose, but my favorite pictures are after the link. Also my Flickr account has the whole gallery.