Less than an hour from our house and a Space-A gateway to the far East, I’ve never been here. In fact, till we took the drive to Sacramento the day before Thanksgiving I didn’t have a clue that there was a major Air Force Base this close to San Francisco. Or rather Berkeley. Being East Bay cuts out a lot of traffic hassles when headed north unless one has a yen to go to Marin. Even so, it is still seems easier to take the bridge over from Richmond.
After thinking about having to be here at 0730 in the morning for a round with another interventional radiologist I decided that it was insane not to think about coming up the night before rather than dealing with a potential traffic mess in the morning. Called billeting – no sweat, they had plenty availability.
I had spent the earlier portion of the day finishing the second table cloth, organizing the studio, having 6 hrs of free play show up in Candy Crush at a point where winning the level wasn’t reality without using up extras or spending money. I have a real aversion to spending money (in app purchases) when it shouldn’t be necessary… Shana stopped by with a wonderful home made soup.
Dani & Alex, both with the day off, spent a fair amount of time out trying to run all the energy off the dogs. The Golden, of course, just lay there being a rug and pretending that she was always a good dog. That she needed to be petted for being such a good dog. The other? Hello? Can I jump on you? Noah headed off to work. George and I hit the road for what turned out to be a pleasant and comfortable drive. The Inn still had space and the bowling alley across the street had food.
Now, all I need is a decent nights sleep before turning into my usual persona of marginally cooperative patient.