I left San Francisco today. When I look at these pictures I have collected of my friends and family I feel lost sitting in D.C. again. But probably just until tomorrow. Back to the real world. The world that I need to make money in.
[Back to D.C. I flew ATA so I brought food with me. My brother and me walked to this nice place called Rossi's Deli. I got a couple sandwiches, both great. The second one I ate on the plane, along with 3 bottles of Blue Heron Pale Ale. I asked the stewardess for, "Just a cup, please." She put her finger over her mouth and said, "Shhhhhhhhhh. You aren't suppose to bring your own alcohol on the flights." I guess she was lenient with me because I was the only one on my side of the isle.]
