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.
