West Coast Jetlag is amazing: woke up at 8am. Cup of hotel coffee fueled a sun-soaked run along embarcadero, with views of Alcatraz. Feelings of Freedom, Talking heads in the background. The Pacific ocean smells different.
Work work work...
Met up with J1 and J2, old friends from high school. J1 lives in denver and randomly called me 20 minutes before my coffee time with J2.
BART to Berkeley. Little train, cloth seats, pleasant..
People in SF dress relatively well. More casually than in NY, laid back.
Dinner at Chez Pannisse with H, an old friend from the past. Great tomatoes and local wine.
Tea next door with R, entrepreneur who has started a green consulting firm.
Walk with B through Berkeley. Quiet and leafy streets.
BART back to SF.
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