Day 15:

We pretty much just just hung around San Francisco today.

We went to see the SF 49ers in an NFL game. Despite what several scalpers assured us, we managed to get tickets at the box office for face value. We tailgated for about an hour before the game (and by tail gated, I mean boozed, although some of the people there are so prepared, generators and all. They sit there in the car park with a huge BBQ going and a tv and all, its crazy).
By the time the game came around we were tipsy enough to proclaim ourselves 49ers fanatics and act accordingly.
They won by 3 points, it was a class game.
In the hostel we were staying in we were sharing a room with a gu from Swords. Infact. I'd say atleast half of the hostel was Irish. It was a refreshing change from being totally surrounded by Americans for the last few months (not that the Americans aren't sound but you know..).
We headed out to sample the night life of SF at about 10pm. We headed into the centre of town first which was dead enough (it was a Sunday) so we got into a taxi and asked for somewhere good. He dropped us at a night club outside the city and sure enough it was hoppin. That was great craic although a girl at the bar offered the following advice upon hearing we were Irish - "watch out for the trannies". It was a very cautious night after that..


Tailgating before the game.















A photo from some stage of the game.














Quite easily the wierdest thing about america : Eddie Rockets is called Johnny Rockets. *shudder