Adventures of a Chair

This is what happens when you lug a wooden beach chair into the BART station, through the mall to get takeout, up to Union Square to see an outdoor movie, and then back onto BART.

{Sam at the Glen Park BART station}

{Me at Powell Station}

I mean, if you've got a chair with you, why not take a load off while waiting for your train?

The outdoor movie was Dirty Dancing, by the way.  The St. Francis looked beautiful behind the movie screen.  I fought for our right to sit in our chairs, getting into a tussle with a girl who claimed we were blocking her family's view even though we were there first and they deliberately seated themselves behind us.  

After the movie we were punch drunk.  Maybe it was the (totally overpriced) Ghiradelli hot chocolate...but just the sight of these chairs cracked us up.

{Sam on BART but sitting in her own chair} 

There's just something so hilarious about that.  Maybe you had to be there...