I made it to San Francisco without dying!
I’m not sure why I’d die in the first place?
My man dropped me off at the Orange County airport this morning where I took a short little commuter plane ride up to San Francisco.
I like flying on smaller planes because they automatically a la carte/bagtag your roller bags since they don’t fit in the overhead bins.
So you don’t have to pay to check a bag or do the luggage hustle shuffle trying to find an open bin for it. That’s what Miley Cyrus would call the best of both worlds.
Once I arrived in SF, I took the BART (metro) into the city like a big girl. I wanted to take a taxi but they cost like $7000 and BART was only $8.
Made it to my hotel which is a short walk to Union Square where the expo and start of the race is.
The hotel borders China Town, according to the map they gave me, and you can tell the Asian influence in the hotel. For a more business/financial district hotel, it’s very pretty.
And I can see the water from my room! I have to go to Alcatraz one of these times I’m here.
I want a lounger/sofa thing like that in my house. That’d be my office because I would just never get up. Get me a catheter, a stack of takeout menus, and I’d be good to go.
But the most important thing… in room coffee. I swear I worry more about pre-race coffee than most people worry about their retirements.
Alright, now that I can sleep in peace tonight knowing there’s caffeine four feet away, I’m off to a blogger dinner and then the race tomorrow morning!