caltrain to sanfran; hanging out with my cuz; turtles

Took the double decker Caltrain from Mountain View to San Francisco. I was looking forward to seeing my cousin Anthony, whom just recently moved out this way.

We got out of the train at the wrong stop; at 22nd and Pennsylvania Ave; basically under an expressway in the middle of nowhere.

Luckily enough Anthony knew how to get there, and he picked us up ... took us around his neighborhood, we ate at an indian restaurant, and then took a drive down to the beach. In the distance there were beach fires crackling away. He showed us where he surfs, and a huge rock in ocean that you could barely notice in the dark of the night.

The last train from San Fran to Sunnyvale was relaxing, and we had the interesting experience to meet a teenage kid who hustles the passengers by making them balloon shapes and keeps them entertained by making jokes. Quite a funny whipper snapper ... Jenny opted for the turtle bracelet which took him about 1 minute and cost us about 3 bucks. It was worth it.

Back in the office this weekend to bang on the keyboard for a few more hours. Hopefully I will be able to produce the complete works of Shakespere if I keep at it. ;)

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