Visitors

We had visitors from Germany this past week. Just before, we had Dav's sister and boyfriend visiting, so we warned them that we wouldn't be able to "host," but they would have a bed and keys to enjoy SF as they wished. They came to us via an old housemate, Thoralf, who stayed with us in the early "Potrero Hill household" days while he did his internship at the Oakland Tribune. We hauled his adventurous ass to Burning Man - boy, did he find the right SF house to experience!

Anyhow, there is a story to tell. Our German visitors, Anke and Eran, were to arrive at 10:30 or so at our place one night. We - being parents with a baby thus having zero memory lately - TOTALLY forgot, and promptly went to our neighbors for some evening socializing. We had a blast and stayed until 1am. We got home to find several voicemails to our horror.... we pictured our poor guests wandering around Potrero Hill with their suitcases looking for a hotel. Luckily, they managed to bump into a German neighbor who very kindly invited them to his house. They ordered pizza and sat around waiting for us lame-butts to get home. Once we got a hold of them, all was fine. It turned out to be the perfect SF experience where they had an adventure, but was OK thanks to the kindness of a stranger.

Thing is, they had a similar experience in Hawaii just before arriving in SF where the place they planned to crash didn't pan out. They bought a tent and camped for a few days, then got a hotel when they discovered only very sketchy characters camp in HI. Thankfully, we found our guests and tried to make it up with a brunch the next morning.

They were busy during the day discovering SF. I must say German guests are the best - and we have lots of guests - because they are very independent. They enjoy where they are, but are happy doing their own thing.

I was busy with Tesla. In fact, she woke them up several mornings with her newly discovered joy of screaming for fun in the mornings. But when Anke and Eran took us out to dinner, I made sure to get pictures to blog with as I suspect Thoralf is wondering what the scoop is since he reads Kokochi. So this post is for Thoralf. Thoralf, you have great friends. Your friends are welcome any time! But you must come visit us too!!

p.s. we still have the frame you gifted the house :)