San Francisco tag archive

Up through this spring, I had never been on an airborne plane. Most of the people I know seem incredulous when I tell them of this fact, wondering what sort of backwater enclave I must hail from. Believe it or not, I’m the product of the New York suburbs, out in the middle of Long Island.

While going other places has value in and of itself, one of the advantages to being near New York City is that the world literally comes to you. If you’ve never been to New York City, or if all you’ve seen of the city is the Disney District, you can’t really appreciate what I mean. People are almost dumbfounded however, when I tell them I’ve never been off the east coast, unless you consider Philadelphia not-an-east-coast-city.

So it was thus, when I found myself ordered to the airport and summoned to San Fransciso, at the behest of my friend Paul, who recently moved up in the world again, and has a very choice apartment in what appears to be the middle of everything.

Since this is a photoblog, and not a photoblab,…

The monorail! Advanced Rapid Transit (formerly Intermediate Capacity Transit System) technology from Bombardier! First stop on any trip out via JFK.

The all-important boarding pass.

Paul, Adam, James
I was honored by the reception at SFO.

The other one. (hat tip to Paul)

My stock went up just sitting at a table with these guys.

There’s a reason it’s called “The View”.

EDIT: According to Viza, we’ve been hoodwinked, it’s not a monorail.