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This week could not have gone any slower.  To be fair, time at the office flew by, but when I got home I would say, “Ugh, it’s only Tuesday?” or “How can it only be Wednesday?”  But Friday afternoon came and I was finally on my direct flight to San Francisco!  This is my first visit to the Bay Area, and how I came about to making this trip is quite unusual.

My first-year college roommate, Erin, lives in San Fran and she has always prodded me to come out for a visit.  In February, she got engaged and then turned right around and made a proposal of her own to me.  She wondered if I would like to come out and take her engagement photos in return for a plane ticket.  Well, heck yes, I would love that!  So three months later, I’m finally there!

I got in to SFO around 8:45 p.m. PDT and found my way to the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) station.  Forty-five minutes later I got off at the Powell station and was greeted by Erin.  We talked during our 20-minute walk back to her fourth-floor apartment which is located in Pacific Heights and conveniently across the street from a Whole Foods.  I think we stayed up until 11:30pm talking until my body, still on Central time at 1:30 a.m., was ready for bed.

Erin’s got a very nice apartment.  I slept on her couch, but my what a comfy one it is!  Traffic is pretty loud on the street below, so I had to adjust by putting a pillow over my ear.

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