So, we leave after work and get to the airport.
Kat, with matching dress and luggage
We arrive in San Francisco around 1:30am. (4:30am eastern time)
The car rental company doesn't have the car we reserved (the moral equivalent of a clown car) and only had minivans and SUVs. Instead we got a Jeep Liberty. It felt massive. I can see why people drive them though. They're roomy and other cars give you more respect. It was pretty advanced. It took us five minutes to figure out how to roll down the windows and get the key out of the ignition.
We found Melanie's house very easily (thank you iPhone).
Now, Melanie lives South of Mission on a street nicknamed "Gay Sex Alley". When we pulled up, we encountered two gentlemen who had taken refuge behind an abandoned refridgerator.