As it turns out, schedules shift quite a bit in the airline industry, and so this trip had a false start. I left for San Francisco for what I thought would be three weeks on February 5 only to be told to return to Atlanta the next day and wait for further notice to come back! The plane that was supposed to arrive that day wouldn't be getting into the hangar until Feb 8, maybe. That gave me a day to explore the city a little bit before taking the red eye home.
The hotel that I stayed in for one night was right on the bay and had a decent view of the planes coming in to land.
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| Can you see the plane? |
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| It's a teddy bear! And a turtle! |
Next up was Ghirardelli Square to load up on treats for friends and the office. There's also a ampitheatre type thing next to the square that offered some nice views of the Bay. The crazy thing was, there were people swimming! It's February! It was only 55 degrees out, I can't imagine how cold the water was.
This being my first trip to San Francisco, I wanted to drive across the Golden Gate Bridge (in my head it will always be the one that Magneto picked up) and get some good photos. So I did, and there's a good spot just across where you can park and do just that.






