I’m actually sort of exhausted after our trip to San Francisco. I wore many hats over the weekend including niece, author, wine taster, navigator, colleague, credibility booster, blogger, paranoid, aging raver, overeater, friend to angelenos, friend to new yorkers, friend to san franciscans, driver, party pooper, lagger, diffuser, apologist, documenter, hooper, critic, laugher, flyer, etc. I bought my requisite pair of totally impractical Haight Street shoes and had the worst dining experience of my life. Stories, photos, etc. to come later this week, once I get caught up on everything else.