San Francisco Day 3

Sunday. Sunday, Sunday...I don't want to go home yet here I am sitting in the Oakland airport which scares me greatly by the way. I guess it isn't as bad during the day as it was the other night. However I sort of feel like the people around here move in slow motion. It's nothing like SLC.

The trip was fabulous I'm not at all ready to go home, I mean who ever wants to face responsibility, right? By the same token I miss my family.