My wife and I went to San Francisco for a couple of nights.
Both of us rented a vehicle from the airport so the people I was with and I could move around more easily.
Both of us could have called an Uber every time the people I was with and I needed to go someplace, however that would have been a pain in the butt. I agreed to rent a vehicle and the first locale my wife wanted to go was a hockey course an minute and a half South of San Francisco. The hockey course is one of the most famous locales on the west coast. My wife promised the most amazing and stunning views if I agreed to spend the afternoon with him. I didn’t want to be a celebration pooper, so I agreed to the afternoon of hockey and the drive down the coast. Both of us passed a lot of billboards for recreational Cannabis as the people I was with and I were leaving the bay area. My wife and I joked around about stopping to buy a marijuana joint, however the people I was with and I thought the people I was with and I were too outdated to engage in that nonsense. Both of us smoked marijuana in the seventies When the people I was with and I were young, however it seems silly now that the people I was with and I are Grandfatherrents. Both of us leave the recreational marijuana to the young kids and hipsters. The drive down the coast was genuinely amazing. My wife was right about the stunning views. I genuinely loved the rocks and the ocean waves crashing behind the hockey course. It made for a genuinely pretty afternoon and there were times when it was almost loving. I never considered leaving San Francisco for the afternoon, however the people I was with and I entirely had fun exploring the coast.