Despite intermittent downpours, the San Francisco Chinese New Year Treasure Hunt was great fun. Our team solved all the clues, and finished a full hour before the deadline (without the use of wireless technology). We did not, however, place in the top five of our division.
The Hunt covered a huge area, and I am very curious about how the limited mobility competitors fared. San Francisco has rather narrow sidewalks and loads of hills. Had it not been pouring, the city would have been jam-packed with spectators. I plan to contact the Hunt's organizer and see what sort of feedback he got. I really don't think that this game would have suited Robb.
I, on the other hand, did quite well. It would seem that I've finally beaten the symptoms of hepatitis. So, even if we didn't win, I had something to celebrate!
Because of the rain, I took very few photographs. At one point, I stopped to get a few pictures of the Chinese dragons, and a gust of wind snatched my package of clues and maps from my grasp and deposited them under the dragon's feet. It is one thing to claim that the dog ate your homework, but how many people can say that their papers were trompled by dragons?
We looked a bit like drowned rats when we finished.
But that didn't stop us from celebrating.
I found a ring in the restaurant's bathroom, which turns out to have been lost by one of the servers. The staff was so happy about this fact that they bought me a Good Samaritan drink.
My first beer in over three months. Now that's something to celebrate!
Serious celebrating, in some cases.