From the 30,000 foot level the city is even more beautiful than on the ground. At night when one flies out of San Francisco all you see are lights. The lights of the city, the white and red bead of lights that form strings of traffic throughout, and the fingers of fog that stretch from the Pacific to the inner heart of the city. It is captivating and peaceful-from up here.
It has been a long week on the road for me; presentations, webinars, and meetings all rolled into one. Three different cities, one rental car, two flights, and three hotels. I am ready to go home and get some much needed rest and relaxation. The fall conference season is winding down and while there is no rest for the wicked, may there be rest for the weary.
For now, I will just enjoy the city lights below as I make my way home through the night.