San Francisco

You can pack a lot into a weekend. There was a fog shrouding the towers of the Golden Gate Bridge and a howling gale from the Arctic Ocean blowing up the harbour. We walked part way across .  one of the Americas Cup boats was heeled over at a terrifying number of degrees down below us.

Through each of the steel 'ropes' you can feel the traffic crossing 

Then today over the Bay in Oakland it was baking hot, a sunny spring day.

 soon I'm taking the BART train to the airport for the red-eye flight to NY.

Something to read on the plane