Beach trip with Spandeedo

I left Copenhagen on Wednesday morning, and by way of Munich I was in San Francisco in the evening. This fit very well with the time, that Spandeedo - yes, at this point I make do with his screen name - could get from his job in San Francisco airport and pick me up here. I had in advance booked a hotel room for us, and in spite of jetlag and the long flight it was a perfect welcome and start of the weekend. Today we slept surprisingly long, according to my internal clock, and after a traditional and extensive breakfast at a diner we were ready for the beach.