Flights of Stairs: 10,92,281
Listening to: Little Women – Louisa May Alcott
Reading: The Life and Death of Great American Cities – Jane Jacobs
Kerri and Kerry got to start the week together, drilling holes in this cute Corgi’s walls. She did NOT like that at all.
So then Tuesday I took off for the City By the Bay. I bought a week’s worth of neon safety-colored t-shirts (because cool people don’t wear collared polos on a construction site), but I thought I’d go low-profile through the airport. I had no idea how many people would comment on a Superman t-shirt.
After a record-breaking sprint through the Phoenix airport I made it safely to San Francisco once again. And man, let me tell you. When they talk about the weather in California, they are not exaggerating. You go from a “balmy 110 degrees” Phoenix to 68 with a breeze off the bay and it’s easy to see why people live in this crazy state. Then you see this:
Being alone the first day, I decided to try something unusual. Kaya Korean BBQ, conveniently located next to the hotel, was a cool experience (even though I didn’t get the BBQ). There was a bad moment when the waiter very kindly offered me a set of chopsticks, but that was all resolved when the rice bowl came with a spoon.
I was greeted by an old friend on the hotel bookshelf. It’s good to see St. Louis still putting in appearances.