I had a decent buffet breakfast at the Jet Hotel I then packed my bags and caught a taxi to the airport. The rest of the day is a blur in my memory. I flew to Frankfurt, changed planes and flew to San Francisco. I got onto BART and rode to the Rockridge station. The Bensons were nice enough to pick me up and drive me home. Ellen even left some food with me so that I didn't have to cook dinner. Ann was up in Washington so I was solo for a couple of days.