San Francisco is a 5 hour drive from our home in Southern CA.
I honestly wanted to go to the gay pride events that were being held in San Francisco.
I knew the place was going to be filled with lots of people having fun and I wanted to be a part of that celebration. I mentioned going to the gay pride festival in San Francisco to a couple of our friends and they seemed gleeful about that idea. They even gave to help myself and others pay for gas if the people I was with and I could all go together. It became a celebration after our friends and I decided the people I was with and I were all going to go to the San Francisco Pride Festival… Before the people I was with and I decided to drive there, the people I was with and I looked at their prices on marijuana in San Francisco. The prices on marijuana in San Francisco were much higher than the prices of marijuana in the place where the people I was with and I live. My friends and I stocked up on supplies before the people I was with and I drove all the way to the city. It’s a great thing the people I was with and I did too, because the people I was with and I still ran out of supplies and had to purchase items from the San Francisco marijuana dispensary. If the people I was with and I had not taken anything at all, the people I was with and I really would have run out of currency a lot more quickly than the people I was with and I did. Every one of us had a good time though, and the people I was with and I had more fun than I can ever remember having at 1 time. It makes myself and others guess that I should be living somewhere that is a bit more inclusive of others. I do not always suppose accepted for being different.