I have made it to the ‘left coast’ after a day of doing very little (and trying to cope with this indoor thing) in flagstaff and flew to San Francisco, via Phoenix Sky-Harbor airport (which is one of the silliest names for an airport I have ever heard, but it has great free wi-fi so I will forgive it). You know you are traveling in the states where the equivalent of flying from Nelson to Auckland takes all day and when in the Phoenix to SFO flight I saw military jets (F-16 & F-21) at both take off and landing.
I walked down to the waterfront and over to the Golden Gate bridge, and yip it just as spectacular as all those pictures (I also quite liked seeing the Pacific again). The walk over the bridge is quite long and a little disconcerting when you fell it move when a bus or something drives over it. I noticed one of the differences between the coasts of the US. When I walked the Brooklyn bridge there were fences and barbed wire to make sure that people did jump from it. Out here none of that, just a normal 4 foot high fence that anyone could get over no problems, what they do have is phones up and down the bridge that will put you though to someone to tell you it is all right, on bridge cancelling how San-Fran.
By all accounts this week is the end of fleet week (Cue whichever sit-com joke about San-Fan and additional sea-men you want here). This is where the Navy based here puts on displays to connect with the people (and try and recruit them). The result of this was while I was on the bridge and walking back they put on an air display for me (and several thousand other people who were there), to see these modern jets doing tricks this low was quite amazing (there were no-go areas on the water, as the jets were so low a big mast could have been hit).
I found a way to stop me noticing a women in a low-cut top real quick, noticing her boy-friend in the Hells-Angels California jacket…….
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