We were so delayed getting into Las Vegas that they put all our passengers on an earlier SFO flight.....except one, Lisa who got a crew of four and an entire B757 at her disposal.
Since the wether is supposed to be bad for the next few days I decided to fly back home. We woke up bright and early, well early, and Michael dropped me at SFO for the first flight to San Diego.
Last stop before getting to San Francisco. Afraid that restaurants might be closed by the time we get there, we decided to stop here to grab a quick bite.
