There are a few inevitable truths when it comes to traveling. 1) It always takes longer to get to the airport than expected. 2) Something will be forgotten. 3) I will get pulled aside by airport security and have something thoroughly searched with special testing strips and all.

Other than the aforementioned interrogation hold-up in the security line (in which Kit decides to leave me in favor of Starbucks), we made it to sfo.

Flying out to San Francisco and reading about the Dipsea Trail reminds me of last year’s road trip up the PCH.  An old friend in San Francisco took us on a great hike up (part) of the Dipsea Trail overlooking Stinson Beach. I had read about a killer trail race, the Dipsea 50, years ago and wanted to see it/hike it/run it.  It was honestly one of the best hikes. Ever. Thinking about that and reading about the (much more reasonable) 7.4 mile race makes me want to go back.

Because there are no pics of Vietnam to share yet, here is a picture overlooking Stinson Beach!