Last weekend was Wicked weekend! I've never seen Wicked, and seeing how everyone raves about it, I figured it was time to go.
This is the Orpheum Theatre in San Francisco. This picture was basically taken from our hotel. I loved being so close to the theatre.
We stayed at the Hotel Whitcomb, and it was very cool. I loved it. It had a singing doorman. What's not to love about that? Oh, and also, it had a very long hallway:
Sorry if you got motion sickness.
On Saturday morning we had a delicious breakfast at Munch Haven, then jumped on the BART to get to the Embarcadero. Our goal was to visit the Aquarium of the Bay. We found a lot of cool things on the way, like a street fair and a half marathon. There were TONS of people out and about, and most of them didn't seem to care that there was a race going on. But I cared. And I let everyone know. Let's just say I did a lot of cheering. Or yelling. Or mostly yelling at everyone to get out of the way of the race.
Because of the race, the trolleys were not running, so we had to walk. No problem, except that suddenly my normally trusty shoes decided to turn against me and give me three blisters. I was able to find a shoe store and found an awesome pair of sandals made out of yoga mats. After that purchase, I was so zen that I decided to strike a pose.
We finally made it to the aquarium, and guess who we found there?
Mike, Kylie and Sky!
Okay, we didn't just run into them.. it was planned.. but very last minute. On Thursday or so I had texted Ky to tell her I would be in SF that weekend, and she should hop over. But they already had plans to go to SF that weekend! To see Wicked! It was perfect! So we set up this aquarium visit.
The aquarium was, well... nothing at all like the majestic and beautiful and sentimental Monterey Bay Aquarium. The only things that stopped me from calling Aquarium of the Bay Aquarium of the Lame was the fact that I got to hang out with Ky, and I got a behind the scenes tour.
In the aquarium, in the very small and unimpressive touch pool, we were asking the guy on duty what they do with the animals once they get too big for the touch pool. I was messing around and asked if they put them up for adoption. He responded that no, they do not put them up for adoption, and that it would be impossible for me to keep one at my home, as my house is of course not big enough, and I wouldn't have enough money to build the proper type of pool for the bat ray anyway.
Jeez. His job must suck if it causes him to be devoid of all humor. Or maybe they have meetings all the time for the staff to stress the importance of taking every question seriously. Or possibly, he just didn't know I was kidding. Am I really that hard to read?
While we were on the pier, we did a little Geocaching. I spotted this little guy:
And finally! We made it to Wicked!
I would tell you my feelings on Wicked, except I haven't quite acquired any yet.