My wifey plus I flew into San Francisco to go to a many morning art show.
My wifey got the trip paid for by her company by offering to write an article for the magazine about the show.
The only thing the two of us actually had to pay for was the cost of my plane ticket. It was last minute, but the flight from our lake lake house to San Francisco was only an minute plus the cost of the ticket turned out to be a low $200 fare, and when the two of us landed in San Francisco, the two of us decided to go directly to the automobile rental counter. All of us absolutely wanted to go to a marijuana dispensary before the two of us decided to go to the hotel. It was the first thing on our list, because the two of us couldn’t take any recreational marijuana supplies with us on the plane. My wifey plus I were both starting to know upset plus anxious plus the two of us decided to go to the first dispensary in the San Francisco Bay Area that the two of us saw. The venue didn’t have the best prices, but they had a big selection of pre-rolled marijuana joints. My wifey plus I picked out many different items. After the two of us left the recreational marijuana dispensary in San Francisco, the two of us decided to go to the hotel. All of us look for a venue to smoke that joint. There were a lot of people outside in the parking lot, so there is no way the two of us could hang out by the hotel. All of us had to drive a couple of blocks plus find an empty parking lot before the two of us could appreciate the recreational marijuana joint that the two of us bought from the dispensary in San Francisco.