Bay Area Adventures Part II

Saturday afternoon we headed into San Francisco for sister (+Sergey) adventures. Our parents booked us a night in the Union Square Hilton with reward points, and we were pretty impressed with the view from our tower room on the 38th floor. We settled in, went to H&M and then got ready for a night out in SF. Our first stop was Bourbon and Branch, a speakeasy a few blocks from our hotel. From the outside it is just a nondescript brick building with a sign that reads "Anti-Saloon League." When we knocked on the unmarked wooden door, a hostess peeked out and asked for a password. Once we gave her the password we were ushered inside and seated in a booth in the dimly lit front room. The atmosphere was fantastic, complete with rules banning cell phones, cameras, and ordering Cosmos. The drinks were yummy and not as expensive as they could have been (mine were each $11). The place felt like an authentic temperance-era speak easy right down to the cloth hand-sewn coasters (upon which I fixed and plan to replicate) and the fedora that Sergey was wearing. After that we went out to restaurant where we had wine and good seafood, and then we went back to the hotel to hang out and enjoy the view of the city.

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What the Duck?

I just woke up my parents because our duck was quacking excessively. Yes, that's right. At 1 am. My room is in the back corner of our house, so I'm the only one who hears it. Sometimes it actually wakes me up, but that's not why I woke up my parents up. I woke them up because they asked me to wake them up if the duck started quacking in the middle of the night.

We've been through (I think) 5 or 6 ducks so far; they all keep dying or getting eaten. So now we have one left. We had ducklings a few weeks ago but as it turns out we also have a fox around here. So we have just the momma duck left.

So I went downstairs tonight, thinking to myself, "they really did ask me to wake them up if the duck quacked, right?" And they did. So my dad went out with one of the dogs and my mom took a flashlight. Now they are back in bed and the duck is still quacking. It really is like Noah's ark around here.