For my love's birthday this year, I decided to wrap a bandana around his eyes and drive him and hour and a half to San Francisco for a day trip. Unfortunately, he is quite intelligent and deduced San Francisco as our destination by how I was driving... What a kick-a-girl-while-she's-super-excited moment. It so happened that the Annual Kite Festival was that day - so it was perfect.
We ate lunch at my all-time-favorite restaraunt, The Stinking Rose. (near Chinatown) oooooh yeah. Hello Garlic mashed potatoes and week-long garlic breath. We further stank up and explored the city.