the ultimate pillow fight.
apparently there are a lot of people in san francisco that are somewhat jaded by valentine's day. there is, shall we say, some aggression that needs tending to.
at first, my friends stefan and torsten were able to purchase pillows in the ever lasting line at a cheap bedding store nearby. every single person in that line was buying pillows.
i was not so fortunate... plus i didn't care to wait in a line that long.
by the way i have no idea who that woman was...she seems nice...
so to ease that frustration and tension, the angry mob meets on february 14th at the embarcadero station, waits for the clock tower to strike 6:00 pm and unleashes a barrage of pillows of all kinds on one another.
i just so happen to catch it on film
you can hear the bells ringing, the pillows flying and the feathers erupting
i had to get closer and dive in. luckily for me, a woman nearby was a little too nervous to jump in. i was more than happy to take to claim her pillow.
then i regretted it.
i was covered in pillows and very very very much pummeled.
but i kept going back in.
i wasn't as covered as this poor woman
her son said she looked like a chicken. terrific.
so torsten and i lost our pillows and stefan seemed to take advantage of it whenever we tried to take a photo... for example.
don't ask how long i tried to just get a decent photo...
anyway, not having a pillow didn't stop us from diving in and screaming random things at people.
at one point, i had found a helmet on the floor so i thought, "o sweet. now ill be safe."
immediately after i put on the helmet i hear, "THIS GUY'S WEARING A HELMET. GET HIM!"
i took off the helmet after a good pummeling. totally worth it.
the floor was covered in feathers for blocks. i was tired as hell. it apparently went on until about 10pm. insane. san francisco.
i still taste feathers.
love and loyalty
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