laziness
are lazy, too lazy. You wake up too late, we're too few things, it moves as spoiled. And Redwood City is a bit 'far from San Francisco, transport worsen as soon as you exit the area BART (the San Francisco metropolitan service).
Asian Art Museum of
The AMA is located in the Civic Center in the center. The BART comes to us perfectly but we will do the wild goose, with Caltrain to South San Francisco and then bus: There is too bad, but the shortest path to save time. In fact we go a bit 'late, and after lunch, the moral of the visit is an hour and a half, of course. Of Buddha, Vishnu, Brahman priests and bramoni stucchevolezze and some characteristics of Oriental and last value for the typical Chinese vase.
Genius transport
The idea is to go to the museum and return to Redwood before 8, then go to a concert of folk music (soft rock? Whatever?). We decide to leave at 5.30pm so as to be on time. + Bart train to Redwood. It is here that sets out the genius of transportation. Why local trains and express trains between there's a bit 'of confusion, are all in one time, and why a local train and an express, both to the south, although starting with a significant difference in start time arrive at the station Millbrae's more or less the same time. And of course we do not do good, or better Patrick does not mind, so that instead of the local take the express. What is more fast, sure, but the time when we should be at Redwood we came to San Jose, much more away from our destination! And of course local train heading north there are not within an hour, so the concert he jumps at least 30 minutes.
What's more, when we move north we are also able to make mistakes out of the station, so Bart is nothing but once again the bus, which are less frequent in the evening. It is here that John the English girl, hungry, with its 6-inch sandwich in hand, its best if it is, rests on the bus entering the sandwich on a seat where there is one newspaper and the driver he says now: "Hey men, I would not do that, a guy That just pissed on seat". John protests, my laughter and Patrick (also track pigs) but the English girl hungry to leave her sandwich did not think so: close your eyes, take a deep breath, and go for a whim!
the frustration there is never end
The problem is that if groups are not highly organized risk has shot up to fail. I should know, but apparently I fall often. We come to this club where there is the concert two hours after the start, exhausted, we pay even $ 10 to enter, and when we get others will smile and tell us that it is time to get away and go elsewhere, which this music can not do more, etc. ... etc. ... It seems that we go from here, but some will go to the `one of them falls down there is someone down there with the` short, everyone goes his own way `I take my way and I wander the neighborhood of the Castro looking for a coffee. But it is midnight, and café are open there are not many, to be precise only one, and the accuracy does not accept credit cards. Moral: no coffee for Tuka.
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