No eggs for me, just send money ...

Happy Easter from San Francisco, just not from Lombard Street. That was yesterday and I have the picture to prove it. Unfortunately, a technical glitz prevents me from posting other photographs at this time. The weather is much better than in previous days. That probably explains why I avoided the rain and fled to Macy's at Union Square yesterday, which will please the Queen of The Porch to no end. Now I am in a pickle as to how I'll get my four business suits and a collection of other attire home. But I will worry about that another time. You're probably wondering why I bought so many. We'll, when you can buy a Ralph Lauren or a Donald Trump suit for $US120, it's a good thing. Overall, I saved more than $US1700. It's just I had to spend $US480.

Today, I'm going to take advantage of the sunny skies and do a bicycle ride along the Golden Gate Bridge. Yesterday, I saw the Bay Bridge, which is also pictured left, along with many other things. I made the most of my all-day pass on the cable car and avoided walking (most of) the steep hills. I really love this city. Last night, I had clam chowder at Fisherman's Wharf washed down with an Anchor Steam. Cousin Slugg will be disappointed to know it was served in a brown plastic bottle. I had ice cream at an awesome little neighbourhood shop, avoiding the overhyped and overcrowded Ghiardelli Square for the most part. I saw Darth Vader and a storm trooper pose for pictures. I worried about the many homeless people in the city. I basked in the glow of a Geelong victory, receiving countless text messages from home and abroad. I felt vindicated for missing yesterday's baseball game as Barry Bonds didn't play, seeing him the night before with more than 40,000 fans on a cold night, drinking cold beer.

And yes, I continued to buy more stuff.