For Labor Day weekend this year, the Goose was converted back into "mini-van mode." My friends Amy, Angela, Armando and I decided to spend our three-weekend up in San Francisco while visiting our other friend Trevor (aka Ang’s manbuddy,) who had just recently moved there for work.
It was pretty ironic; while everyone was packing to go up north for the weekend, I was actually unpacking to prepare for our trip.
Nine hours, two gas stations and a bunch of junk food snacks later, we finally arrived at Trevor’s place. His roommates were out of town, but they were kind enough to offer up their rooms. Mine may have been the only room without an actual bed in it; but I was just thankful to have a roof over my head again.
It was pretty ironic; while everyone was packing to go up north for the weekend, I was actually unpacking to prepare for our trip.
Nine hours, two gas stations and a bunch of junk food snacks later, we finally arrived at Trevor’s place. His roommates were out of town, but they were kind enough to offer up their rooms. Mine may have been the only room without an actual bed in it; but I was just thankful to have a roof over my head again.