After all of my flight-anxiety, it seems that the plane rides are perfect. In fact, so perfect at one point, I'd forgotten I was on a plane. Praise the Lord that I got here safely.... and still praying that the remainder of my trip goes well.
Know that song, I Left My Heart in San Francisco? Yeah... that's how I felt from the time I landed at the airport, to when we drove into the City (that's San Francisco), to when we ate lunch on Pier 39, got coffee there, watched the sea lions from there, and also called the fog into the bay and watched it roll past Alcatraz Island. I'm staying in the East Bay, so it was cool and foggy in the City yesterday, and it's cool with low stratus in the East Bay.
Today's plans include attending the Flower and Garden Show, and lunch with some of my host's friends -- more meteorologists (which I can't like more than I do, because it's *awesome* to hang with people with whom you identify)!
I'm starting to feel like all I'm doing on this vacation is to search for Validation (definition #2). Maybe it's because I want some comfort and to find a new place for my heart (see above referenced "left it in San Francisco"). Anyways, whatever the reason, I feel very at home here. Long Sigh.
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