Super hot hubby and I had our first date in this lovely city and it has always been a romantic city since then. After a great museum trip and a walk to the Pantagonia store we decided to head out to the dinner. We chose to take BART into the city since the parking is atrocious and expensive. So, we were hoofin it throughout the city. I just follow super hot hubby as I have no idea where I am in SF and have no idea where I am ever going. We have gone to the same restaurant several times and still I have no idea how to get there or what street it is on.
We are strolling and chatting and walking hand in hand. We come to SEVERAL steps, I believe to heaven, as they never seemed to stop. We proceed to walk up the steps with no complaints...then we come to GIANT hill that we must go up. I again walk up it with no complaints (mainly because I couldn't breath but, whatever). We get to the bottom of the hill and he realizes we have been going the wrong way and the way we really need to go is up ANOTHER giant hill. I ask him if he is smokin' crack at this point. I tell him I will go up that one hill but, I won't be happy about it and if we are still not going the right way we WILL be getting a cab and paying a million dollars if necessary to get to the restaurant. I am so NOT happy at this point that I wouldn't talk to him even if I could talk. What goes up must come down so we are now headed down these gigantic hills when he realizes we just went way out of our way and that we are headed in the right direction now. He asks me if we passed Green street before and I tell him I wouldn't know if we passed an elephant standing on his head let alone Green St. as I was so winded at that point. He tells me he must have missed it since he was checking out my ass and how good it looked in my jeans. All was forgiven at that very second and I fell in love...again!! 
For those of you that must know...these are the gigantic hills that I climbed without complaints, I might add. Am I a trooper or what?
13 comments:
Ha ha! That is too funny. I know, it's so easy to make us happy...too easy!
I'm a little disappointed! Counselormama beat me to it - - - but I'm gonna say it any way.
Yes, dear. You are a genuine, died in the wool trooper. However, I must point out that you are W-A-Y too easy! He should have had to pay you at least 2 or 3 compliments to make up for the extra climbing you had to do!
Just found your blog from Domestically Disabled. Just wanted to say that I have so been there.
My fiance and I have gone to Giant's games multiple times and he's always sure he knows a shortcut to get to the train faster. We have gotten lost every.single.time.
You are a total trooper to manage the hills and stairs though!
I've been to SF three times and each time, the city is at a higher elevation! I'm not sure how that works, but I know there are most steps each and every time:)
I'm pretty sure that I would have simply passed had I been able to even reach the top of the 1st set of steps. Heaven, here I come!
Lucky you for such a romantic date. At least it was before all the walking ;-)
So sweet!
Totally why I don't live there. It's hard enough DRIVING up those scary hill, nay mountains, but to walk? Hope you made him BUY you something too!
I think I would have gotten a big giant desert to compensate for all that heavy walking:)after all it was a workout!
Umm, wow! Is he sweet or what? The jean comment, ALMOST makes up for the hill part. Kind of.
I am so glad you were able to spend that time together as a couple, I love those times. Besides, you need to stock up time now. When I have my girl scout cookie party? We might not move for days.
Men. With one sideways glance and a wonderful compliment, all is forgiven. I'm the same way with my guy.
I do have three words of advice for the next time you two crazy kids venture out in SF:
Take a cab.
-Francesca
God I love the city. Even walking up the steep hills and the stairs.
Know why? Cause at least YOU CAN SEE SOMETHING. Whereas here ... in the land of hilly smushed-togeher-trees ... you just get hills.
No views.
No cable cars clanging.
No North Beach Italian.
No Chinatown chow.
No Golden Gate Park.
Just an "urban forest" with more *&^#@$%^ trees.
*sigh*
oooh yeah, you get the trophy as far as I'm concerned. I told my hubby that I will walk a hundred miles with him--until we come to a h ill and then all bets are off (I don't care how sweet he talks about my legs and trunk).
These steps are super close to where I live. Next time let's meet at the coffee shop OK? It makes the steps so much easier. Love your blog!
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