Back in SF

I am sitting here. Here being my room in the spanking new Intercontinental San Francisco hotel in........

I am sitting here in my luxury fluffy robe with my iPOD docked in the clock radio next to the bed belting out some Brit tunage. The Massive HD flat panel on the wall with zillions of channels currently tuned to MSNBC HD. Me chomping on a tube of large cashews slurping a Diet Coke looking at the Nortel IP phone wondering what to do this evening.

Yes its Kick Off time again in SF.

Flight was ok. The new Virgin check-in area in Terminal 3 Heathrow is all very nice, and easy with minimal queues. However the take off was delayed due to a technical issue and a spare part being ordered and fitted. Oh well another bottle of beer to consume. Nursed a headache on the way over and watched Juno. Cool. Like it, it was not what I thought it was going to be. Worth a watch. Its a amusing. Tried to watch The Seeker and The Golden Compass, but stopped half way through both.

Was hemed in on the plane as my preferences on my Virgin are set to window seat. Nice views but you do get hemmed in. I did my numerous under chair leg stretches and tried to get some kip. But ended up playing God of War on my PSP. A Dammed fine game.

The views of Canada on the way over are amazing. Just plain spectacular. Shame I did not have my camera on me.

Arrived at the airport just over an hour late. Passed through customs/immigration again a breeze and then caught the BART to town instead of a taxi. Then walked 2 blocks trying not to look like a tourist. I wondered why all the enterprising homeless people were pouncing on me, but then I realised I was dragging a suitcase. Dammmmmmned what a give away
Damm I am out of Cashews..... Roooooooomm Service!!!!!!!! Lobster please!!!!

Now I just need to work out how I can stay awake for the next 8 hours. uurrggghhh.

I feel a trip the Clift Hotel for cocktails is in order.
R