Revelry in San Francisco

H'okai, so here's the earth. Here's San Francisco. (.) Yesterday (Oct. 3) I headed up to San Fran to hang out with my friend Kean who was in town for the USC vs. Cal game. Unfortunately, the beginning didn't start off well. I was planning to catch the 9:30 Marguerite shuttle in order to get to the CalTrain station in time to catch the 10:30 CalTrain. Well, much to my chagrin, I realized only when I got to the Marguerite stop that the Marguerite bus I was planning to catch didn't operate on the weekends. Fail #1. So instead, I started walking to the CalTrain station. It took me a good half hour, but my power walking did the trip and I arrived early. Kudos #1. Well, when I tried to buy my ticket, my card got an error reading three times (one time I inserted it wrong...) and I had to pay by cash instead. Fail #2. Luckily I had just the right amount of cash. Kudos #2.

When the Cal Train finally arrived, it was so packed with people that I had to find standing room only. And there were police who had arrived at the station while I was waiting, and they searched the train before it actually left, so I was stuck on a crowded train with nothing to do but hope half of the crazy looking people didn't attack me. Reason behind all this? It was Lovefest, and nobody had given me forewarning. Fail #3. (BTW, yes, I had mentioned that I was going to SF that day to a bunch of upperclassmen who were well aware of Lovefest). So on the train, I'm standing by people downing beers (already), a guy with a shirt that says "Dose Me," someone who's smoking a joint, and a girl who got high off of laughing gas (really, really, really extremely annoying). Fail #4. Luckily the conductor had a brain in his head to turn it into an express, so we skipped pretty much every stops except San Carlos, Millbrae, and San Francisco. Kudos #3.