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Even though Seamus's stomach still needed a rest, I could not resist stopping for Jamaican jerk chicken on the way home. We decided that he can eat non spicy food I moderation, so we ordered quite a few sides. I had a plate of spicy chicken with some amazing sauce to dip it in, and fried plantanes, mac and cheese, collard greens (these tasted kind of like kelkáposzta, but sour and spicy - Seamus wanted to try them because apparently rappers talk about it a lot in songs) and some rice with beans which was made with coconut milk and was delicious. The photos manage to make it look bland, but it tasted really good. It also gave us a chance to look at the other side of Palo Alto - Evi says it's the weirdest controversial place, where a few streets distance you have the tech companies, hiper wealthy houses, and the dodgiest neighbourhoods as well. The chicken place was not in a scary neighbourhood or anything but it definitely did not look like a place where Google employees would live (and a few houses down a house had both a cop car and an ambulance in front of it which is not the best sign :D)Okumaya devam et

After visiting the bakery we realised we were completely exhausted so we decided to give up sightseeing for the day. A testament to my tiredness is that we were right next to the piers full off seals, and I just forgot to look at them (even though I love seals and sea lions and otters they are the best). We were next to one of the cute san francisco trams, but the wait for it looked like an hour, so we took a lyft back to our bag hotel instead. The real San Francisco travel experience. Then we walked our bags to the Bart station and took a train to Fruitvale, Oakland where my amazing cousin Evi was waiting to pick us up. We were slightly wondering what Oakland will be like, as it is said to have really dodgy parts, but of course that's not where we ended up living. If anything Oakland feels less dodgy as it's homeless population lives is big centered camps instead of spreading around the whole city. By the way it is definitely not just a suburb of San Francisco, it is a quite large city on its own! And as Hugo kept pointing out, it has a better everything than San Francisco (better craft beer, Mexican food, etc). Oh oh, so Hugo is the husband of my cousin Evi, and he's from Mexico so he definitely knows his Mexican food. I can't wait to try out something approved by him. They live in Oakland with their dog Santo, who they adopted in Cambodia (and they joke that getting the dog into the county was 10 times easier than getting Hugo in :D)Okumaya devam et