I can't put flowers in my hair; I'm bald
San Francisco is proving much more enjoyable this
year than on past trips; partly it's just that I have
more time – a clear two and a half days before
work proper starts – partly it's because Mrs P is
here and I feel more up for doing touristy things,
and partly it's because I've been here sufficiently
frequently now that I have a decent idea of the
geography of the place and of where's fun.
Photographic shennanigans follow.
