Had lunch today at a good Italian place near the Golden Gate called "Pantagruel." We got a table outside as it was a pretty nice day. Parked right across from our table was a Red Honda GoldWing and my God...you would have thought that there was a juggling eskimo midget quadraplegic there instead of a freaking motorcycle. Every 5 minutes some passerby would stop and stare at the thing, as evidenced above. I guess Hondas are a rarity here as people would stare, look closely, and sort of quizically say out loud "Gahld-Ving?"