Okay, This is like the second time I have written this post, Blogger loses it and I re-type it. The story has lost some of its flair during the last couple of re-writes so bear with me!!
When we were in San Francisco over Christmas we were able to visit the pier and Fisherman's Wharf. It is always a fun place to visit, with the sights of the wharf, sounds of all the people and smell of the sourdough bread steaming from the bakery!
We were unable to eat at the sourdough bakery as the lines were just way too long so we made our way back down the pier to "Joe's Crab Shack". Pat and I had eaten at Joe's in Houston, but not the one in San Fran. The restaurant itself is above street level and was surprisingly empty.
We were seated at a window table with a full view of the street below. After a couple of minutes a man, who I will call "Bushman", came along with his 5 gallon bucket to sit on and an armful of branches.
Bushman set up shop on the opposite sidewalk and we watched with a perfect view. What happened was absolutely hysterical. This guy would 'hide' behind his armful of branches and scare any unsuspecting soul that happened to not be paying attention...which was quite a few.
We saw big burly men jump about 3 inches off the ground when Bushman would scare them. There were quite a few of us in the restaurant who where busting a gut laughing at what was going on at street level. We had a perfect view.
What we couldn't see was the mob of people that had grown on the sidewalk below us watching Bushman do his thing!
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