Goodbye Mr Jetlag

My good friend Ange said to me that she doesn't believe in Jetlag, so therefore it doesn't exist. Maybe I should adopt her train of positive thinking, although saying that, thanks to my shaman masseuse, it looks like I'm almost cured. Woke up this morning and for the first time in 3 days, I don't feel like I've just spent the night with Pete Doherty & co.. All good, so off to the beach to take pooch out for a little run on the waterfront. Photo opportunity a plenty......

Misty day

Alcatraz..

Windy wild hair day

3 men, 2 dogs and a lady..

What an amazing skyline

Me and my prince xx

At the Japan centre.. Couldn't resist a samurai moment.

10 hours later....

I was invited to dinner tonight around one of Christophers friends houses. Lovely people and lovely food, thanks to my hospitable hosts.... Anyway......

 I'm now in "The Castro" and there is loads of fities! It's a look but can't touch scenario but good fun and everyone is über friendly... Tonight I'm in the High Top bar which is Christophers freinds sports bar. Tonight the sports bar is showing 3 games and also some 70's soft gay man porn... Very amusing and my eyes keep beings drawn... Lol!  

So did the Nicks win?