As we were walking on the wharf in San Francisco, we happened upon this couple sleeping in the grass.  It was a warm day and I imagined that they had just eaten lunch.  And finding a cool and shady spot seemed too inviting for a little nap.

I image that these people were from a non English speaking country, otherwise, they would have noticed the sign requiring you to pick up your doggie pooh.

Now, while there may not have been any pooh present, there was certainly pooh residue on the grass.  And, given the necessity of the sign, I am guessing that it was a popular spot for pooh.  So, they may wake up with some strange stains on their clothes.

I wonder if this is how the hippie movement started back in the 60s?