Feb
12
On Wednesday I was in San Francisco for the Macworld Expo.
The city was just as lovely as it always is.
Everywhere I looked at Yerba Buena: flowers, Tai Chi practitioners, and people lolling on the grassy park slopes soaking up the February sunshine.
I sat in a bustling alleyway and ordered crab cakes that were so fantastic I may have wept a little while eating them.
The view from my hotel room wasn’t too shabby.
The best part, though? Like, the part that was 100% worth the airport security hassle, the delayed flight which left us sardined on the Sea-Tac tarmac for over an hour, the having to stand around a tradeshow floor all day on Thursday, the eventual exhausted return home at midnight last night? This right here:
Ahhhhhh. Yes. God. A quiet room to myself, a bed where no one will wake me, a crappy magazine I can read all the way through with no interruptions, and a phone for ordering late night pie. If there is anything more blissful on this earth, I don’t know what it is.
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Why do Hotel beds always feel so good?!?!
The night street view picture is totally frame-worthy.
That bed makes me sleepy just looking at it.
That’s the same hotel I stayed in about a year ago for a work conference. I still dream longingly of those amazing sheets!
Oh…room service…a bed ALL TO YOURSELF…being able to pee without an audience…
I think I just drooled a little.
I think this is my first comment ever, just to say: I’m so jealous. This is EXACTLY what I would give anything for right now. Time to myself.
I really like your blog. I only have one boy, and he’s a good bit younger, but I like the little flashes of the future that your blog offers me. Yikes. Hope I, too, make it out with my sanity.
I hate to break it to you, but I can think of something more blissful, and that is ecstasy, taken while you’re single and in your twenties, and in the company of nice attractive people you like, with a sober ride home, little likelihood that you’ll see any of those people agains, and no responsibilities in the morning. Not to disrespect sobriety or anything.
Ahhh, I feel refreshed just reading and viewing that :) And now I want crab cakes.
This is precisely why if someone from our office were to ask me to go to our trade show I might consider saying yes, and I loathe working trade shows! That and snow for a week (!!!) has driven me crazy and desperate for a wee break from the Kiddo!
Me = jealous!
That’s called porn for parents.
TOTAL porn for parents….I’m getting all tingly just thinking about the possibilities……
Heaven. A good night sleep+crappy magazine= worth the pain of travel for sure.
My gf and I drove all over Columbus today, looking for a good piece of pie. Hotel mattresses have come a long way. Cruise mattresses?? You’re stuck with what you get. Maybe the grooves are supposed to prevent you from rolling out of bed in rough waters??
But the important thing is that you tell your family “Oh, gosh, I HATE business travel. So tedious. Missed you SO much. It was awful.” while making sure you don’t give it away by laughing. Right?
Pie room service. No more needs to be said.
That was totally NSFW. Porn, indeed. And I am totally jealous! I love San Francisco and would sign up for any crappy conference just to get to go there for a bit.
Bitch
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I went to college down in Belmont (not far from SF) and I used to love taking the train in and hanging out at Yerba Buena on nice days on the weekends.
Heck, I just miss SF, though Portland is pretty awesome too.
It is for this exact reason that I sometimes schedule overnight trips for work, although my territory is only 2.5 hours from home- at the farthest point. The last time I did it? My birthday last summer. I opted for a quiet hotel bed after a late night dinner program (with AMAZING food on the corporate card) as opposed to the chaos and debauchery that occurs at home on a nightly basis. And I don’t feel guilty in the least!!
That.Is.Awesome.
That sounds heavenly. Food you don’t have to cook, a room and comfy bed you don’t have to clean, and sleeping through the night…aaaah. Glad you got a well-deserved break. Oh, and I live not very far from the city, so I need to know: Where’d you get the crab cakes???
Love staying in hotels for that very reason — also having a maid is quite nice as well!
Oh I’m jelous! I am headed away in two weeks for four days and OH the sleeping I’m going to do!!!
Sob.
I have been stuck in the house with four kids, no school all week and can’t get out for long due to ice/snow/cold. I am GREEN with envy.
victoria, i hate to break it to you, but linda’s comment section is hardly the place to promote your (stupid) use of ecstasy.
So, I was in San Francisco a while back with the kids in that same hotel you were in (love the beds!!!). We went to Yerba Buena gardens and it wasn’t all zen like at all. There were at least 100 drunk/high homeless people passed out or stumbling around yelling at nobody or at my kids (4 and 18mos at the time). It reminded me of Occidental Park in downtown Seattle. I am glad it was nice for you when you went. :)
Love that you had that time to yourself. Sometimes seizing the quiet is just as kick ass as taking the world by the balls with your loved ones at your side.
Also? So hoping you read a mag with the Stars are Just Like Us page. Love when they show them fixing hems with gum and shopping at Ross. NOT THAT I DO EITHER.
Glad you enjoyed our fair city. And some R&R :)
so jealous I could cry…*sob* (glad it was fun!)
That Virginia Woolf was definitely on to something.
Boy. I wish I was in your shoes!
I’m always torn between crashing early in peaceful, silent bliss, or staying up late watching a movie, painting toenails, and giving myself a facial. Oh, such horrid decisions!!!
*sigh* I miss San Francisco. Great pics!