Well hi there everyone for the last time from foreign soil... thanks to the lovely free internet at the hostel in San Fran I thought I would drop you all a little blog post before I hit the hay.
Since I last wrote I had a pretty crazy day in Vancouver, clearing up lots of last minute jobs and saying some farewells. My room-mate suprised me by taking me out for a slap-up meal on Sunday night which was really lovely and much needed after a day of maniacally running about and trying to fit the more recent shopping efforts in to my suitcase.
I got up at the lovely hour of 4am on Monday to catch my bus to Seattle where I met my train down to San Fran. Thanks to yet another train derailment we ended up having an unexpected stop over in a little town in Oregon called Eugene (who calls a town Eugene by the way!?) for a couple of hours. It was really pretty, and a beautiful summer evening so noone was complaining too much about the hold up. Sadly by the time
we woke up this morning the three hour break in Eugene had turned in to an eight hour delay, which did have
people a little more scratchy! Funny how the difference between 22 hours on a train and 30 hours on a train can do that!
I had breakfast on the train this morning with a charming old dude discussing politics (he is a republican but is a little disappointed in Bush) and his military career before he declared that he thought it was a shame that I didn't have a young man to travel with me, and if he was younger he would be keen for the job himself. Hmmm... I guess its always nice to have options but perhaps someone under 80 next time?!
We finally got in to San Fran about 3 this afternoon and after a quick shower I headed out and about. San Fran is the only place I have been to on this trip that I have actualy visited before so it feels a little nostalgic in some ways... I am glad I have a little bit of time to wander around the city rather than heading straight home because I really like it and it is nice to not feel the pressure to do all the touristy stuff in limited time since I have done it before. I also got to have dinner with my friend Matt who is another Ellesmere College survivor and who I haven't seen for a long time since he lives here now... one definite perk of this trip has been seeing friends all over the place for the first time in ages, as well as making new friends of course!
Well that's all from me folks - tomorrow I am going to visit the world's wonkiest street (I am unsure of its actual title) and do a little shopping - fingers crossed for some californian sunshine before I get on my plane back to NZ.
Hope you are all good!
Clare