I didn't hallucinate this guy, did I? After spending 12 mostly sleepless hours on the San Francisco-Osaka flight (thankfully in a bulkhead seat), I arrived tired, crabby, hungry, and a bit dizzy. Not such a good combination for onward train travel. Luckily, I still had half of the really good turkey & avocado sandwich on a sourdough roll I bought at SFO. SFO is good for two things, those sandwiches from Boudin and the bookstore that's in the United domestic terminal. That sandwich helped get me back to my apartment in Hiroshima in one piece.
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