So after a jetlagged night of almost no sleep and wasting half the day when I finally did get some rest, I headed to get a coffee and try and work out what to do for my first full day in San Francisco.
I found out about something called the Folsom Street Fair. It sounded kinda familiar at that point in time, (probably due to this), so I checked a map and off I went. I had kinda pictured it as being some kind of normal street/music fair, little did I realise that it was gay/trans/fetish event. Anyhow, you can picture my face when I turned up expecting some vanilla event.
These pictures don't even tell half the story.