|Oct. 19th, 2003 12:39 am Being alive|
I had a great time with my friend Gregor this week, who I've known for seven years but hadn't seen since last July. On Thursday we went to The Mint for karaoke. I sang my usual ballad, Elton John's "Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me", and "Abacab" by Genesis, which I also sing frequently. Gregor, who is an outstanding singer, felt unprepared and therefore did not bless us with his voice, but hopefully will next time.
I love the Mint. I always have a great time there. I want to start going on a regular basis, especially since I live in the city now. Thursday nights seem like a good choice as that's when I've usually been there and there's a decent group of regulars, plus the really cute bartender (female) and DJ (male).
Afterwards Gregor gave me a ride home on his scooter, which surprisingly did not freak me out. I don't even like riding in cars that much, much less open-air vehicles, but I had a helmet and Gregor is a very safe driver, so all was well. He was happy for the excuse to visit Nob Hill anyway, since that's where he was born.
Today Gregor and I went geocaching, which I haven't done since my Pittsburgh vacation in August, but have been meaning to do for weeks since I now have a data cable for my GPS unit. We started out downtown with a "virtual" cache, which was a statue rather than a hidden container. I spotted the statue right away from the map, which was a good thing as I was totally unable to get a GPS signal due to the tall buildings.
So we did some errands, had lunch in the Haight, and then tried to find another cache in Golden Gate Park, near the Conservatory of Flowers. This one was a microcache, which is generally a film canister or similar sized container rather than a Tupperware box. It was a little tricky to find and Gregor was ready to give up as there were people about, but I took another look where I thought it would surely be (after decrypting the author's hint) and was rewarded with success.
Unfortunately the line for the Conservatory was very long on this beautiful sunny Saturday, so we walked around a bit and then took off. We took a scooter tour of the park, and then headed to Ocean Beach and the Golden Gate Bridge for brief photo ops. It was exhilarating riding in the open air rather than a closed car, and I felt like I was seeing the city for the first time. I felt a renewed vigor for living. I'm really glad I got over my fears and agreed to ride on the scooter, or I never would have had such a wonderful experience. I feel very lucky to live in such a beautiful city.
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