Grandparents Visit Part 2: We're those people

That's right. We got a four person surrey. We're officially those tourists. Periodically as we peddled along (as the joggers and 7-year-old bikers passed us) I'd yell out our address to assert our local street cred. Most San Franciscan's ignored me because, well, it's San Francisco. But I really freaked out those out-of-towners. Good times. Good times.

P.S. Don't ever committ to a form of transportation that relies on human power if you have old people and pregnant women with you (no offense Grandpa!).