I took a trip to San Francisco back in 2008 on business. It was a two week stay and during the middle weekend, I decided to hire a bike and go cycling with my camera. I had no idea where I was going, I just knew that I wanted to see the Golden Gate bridge, the Pacific and Geary Boulevard. I marvelled to see my surname on the signs, embedded in the concrete and on shop fronts, but I hadn’t realised how long Geary Boulevard was.
I ended up cycling 17 miles taking in my chosen sights that day.
This culminated in an appetite I’ve never known before which I satisfied at Jonny Rocket’s diner with two, yes two chocolate milkshakes, a burger and fries. I overate and overdrank but they were damn good shakes.