late and beautiful

I have just been on a bus-train-bus combo-deal today, and just got off about an hour ago.
Im happy to say im in a cozy-warm hostel by a big window in my pjs writing this. Why so happy about that you wonder? - well, to add to my fantastic luck i have now lost my baggage a SECOND time - and i have nothing but a mini skirt for bottoms...and i dont feel too good about this one...i was on ALOT of transport today and stopped in alot of cities...we'll see. At first i was pretty flabbergasted/angry/sad..
moments later i looked up and started video taping the beautiful city i found myself in. I know already i dont want to leave in a week- which was how long a allowed based simply on how i felt id like San Fransisco.
After walking a block or two right beside/behind this guy with a guitar, he stopped, picked up red flowers that fell from a tree and gave them to me, i felt better yet.... turns out his name is Nick and he's pretty cool. He walked me all the way to my hostel. If he finds a good way to leave me a message a tthe hostel, we are going out to lunch tomorrow after i get lost here alone. I cant wait to be lost here - i wouldnt care if i was.
Plans thus far include:
-Alcatraz night tour
- trying many foods in many parts of the city
- find china town
- cross the golden gate bridge
- and finally, find the Full House house for Mitch.

I have my cameras, my PJs my toothbrush and a set of clothes way too skimpy for this city.
I love it...it's late and i dont want to sleep, its SO BEAUTIFUL.