After brekky this morning we caught our shuttle to SF airport. There was a lot of security - we had to take off jewellery, bags, jackets and shoes. There was no lounge for first class, but we did come across an internet lounge, just set up the day before. We read our emails and sent the girls an email, at last. We boarded the plane, had some lovely c******nay with our tasty lunch and watched "Raising Helen". The seating and service was not as good as what we'd had on our international flight.

We shared our shuttle with an agro lady and family from Portland, Oregon (using the F-word at the driver when she was the one in the wrong), a bunch of Aussies and one lovely New Yorker. We have a lovely suite (with a kitchenette) in the Plaza Fifty (cnr 3rd & 50th)