(Fingers shown for size comparison… and because those stairs at Buena Vista park are a bitch and it seemed like a good excuse to sit down for a moment.)

Accidentally found myself wandering through the Tenderloin, but years of training (ie. walking home via Smith Street) meant that I just put on my best “my giant sunglasses and very loud headphones music mean I can’t see or hear you” face and strode on by.

Indeed they were.

I left Melbourne on a cold miserable election day at 10am and arrived in San Francisco at midday the “same” day, to this sort of weather.

After checking in at my hotel my only thoughts were “WATER!” so I took off my hoodie, scurried on down to the shore and reminded myself what sunshine felt like.  I would then proceed to carry that hoodie from city to city for six whole weeks without wearing it except for my arrival back in Melbourne.

I have no idea what this thing is about, but I am all for it.

Hot waffle dipped in Nutella. It genuinely doesn’t get any better than that.

Considering renaming this blog “Things I Have Eaten.”