Flight to San Francisco delayed a little. Then a little more. Etc. The last delay was in the plane, on the ground, waiting for a gate to open up. Missed the next flight. Spent 45 minutes while the United clerk struggled to find an alternative. Stuck in San Fran overnight. Hotel shuttle was a long, horrible ordeal best not explained. Lots of fast walking. My leg, which I spent the weekend resting, is now in constant pain.

I’ll arrive a day late. Sad.