 So I went to San Francisco. It was an amazing trip. It's always hard leaving my girlfriend and getting on a plane by myself. This first stop was Columbus and this airport wasn't as busy as it seems and I didn't ride that airplane but it looked cool. Nevertheless I caught the right flight. You're gonna like this first stop. Actually I'm not really sure. It was really busy though. Alright for the bad lighting. This place is ridiculously huge. Just like a mall in here. But enough about Chicago. I'm gonna take a nap on this nice plane and I'll see you in San Francisco. I finally landed in San Francisco. Super duper hungry. About to pick up my luggage and meet my family. So I grabbed my luggage and I did what any other sensible person would do while traveling. I grabbed Starbucks and it was fire. Don't destroy me in the comments though. Also my family couldn't pick me up so I grabbed a lift and I was on my way to the bay but not bay as in my girlfriend of four years but bay as in San Francisco. So got up around 7 a.m. I'm still in that eastern time. Got a nice little workout in. Got my prayer in. So got to run a CBS because I forgot my toothpaste and toothbrush. Don't dog me in the comments for that.