Airborne Taxis & Snake Hips

On Monday I worked at the office till 01:30 in the morning. Coming out of the office at that time I found myself in a ghost town. The area (Pier 39) is normally teeming with tourists but now it was completely empty with nothing at all moving - including a cab which apart from walking, would be my only means of getting home.

I did walk for a while and eventually found a cab that I climbed into and settled back into the seat to allow the stress and worries of work to slide off me while looking forward to curling up in bed. All that changed though as soon as I heard the wheels of the cab spin as the driver gunned the throttle. We were soon traveling at almost 50 mph over the hills of San Francisco with me in the back of the cab trying to remember at what point I signed up for stunt school!!

I stumbled out of the cab feeling even more stressed from the impromptu roller-coaster ride. At least I'm still alive. 12 hours ago I was modelling a little fur and snake-skin number now here I am almost scared out of my own skin!