It’s Monday, and so : to San Francisco

Man! I think I deserve a public transportation gold star for my extensive use of it today.  To wit: early morning, I took the bus downtown to go to the dentist; took the light rail and bus back home; an hour later ran out to the airport by bus and light rail, took Alaska Airlines to San Francisco; stopped at the office for two hours at the Embarcadero station, and then went back and took the BART train out to Walnut Creek.  (There is another convention or something going on in the city, and all the hotel rooms are double their normal expensive rates).

Twelve fashion faux pas offered by the Men’s Health magazine in the dentist’s office. (Hey, I don’t have any of those items in my closet. But now I know to steer clear).
Our Alaska Airlines plane to San Francisco was at the far end of the North Terminal. There is no jet way there; the passengers walk down a set of stairs, out onto the tarmac and onto the plane. (It’s actually nice, in a way, to go outside, feel the cool air, and step into the plane).

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