The apartment is basically empty now and quite echo-y.  After a desk and the bed were gone Ken and I were like, “Hey, this room is actually quite spacious!  What did we need a double bed for, anyway?”  One night crammed on an ancient twin mattress reminded us.  My shoulders are sore and I haven’t even flown anywhere yet!

Tomorrow’s schedule isn’t too bad.   Normally when I head back east I take the earliest flight I can manage, setting an alarm for 4 am.  There’s only one ANA flight to Narita out of SFO each day, though, so a 6:30 am wake up call it is.  I’ll be home by 11 pm but it will feel like 8 to me.

I definitely get the good end of the deal, though, with an eight hour trip back to Upstate New York.  Ken will be on an airplane for 11 hours and then on a train for four more.  Ick.  My own trip to Japan will be worse, but I don’t even want to think about that right now.

So what does one do in a room with a desk, a light, a bed mattress, and little else?  Do crosswords and read.  Oh, and Ken and I might play some head-to-head Tetris later.  It’s been a nice last day.

Oh, and did I mention that it hit 70 degrees in San Francisco today?  I was wearing a t-shirt and was still hot.  Crazy.  Oh, and the high in Albany tomorrow–9.  I wish that were a typo.  Thank goodness mom is bringing my winter coat to the airport.  Maybe I shouldn’t have packed that scarf so tightly into the bottom of my suitcase…