Fog in the city

Trip Start Jun 14, 2007
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Trip End Oct 03, 2007


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Saturday, June 16, 2007

POLSKI:
Kapitan po kolei mowil nad czym przelatujemy - St. Louis, Colorado (widac bylo snieg na szczytach gor), Utah... przespalam wlot do Californii. Obudzilam sie, gdy dolatywalismy do celu - San francisco. wlecielismy pod chmury - moglam zobaczyc zatoke San Francisco i pagorki, na ktorych bylo zbudowane. przepiekne.
Nasz lot byl opozniony ok. pol godz., ale mialam nadzieje, ze ktos tam na lotnisku na mnie czeka.
Czekajac na bagaz, dostawalam paranoi. Wyjechal chyba przedostatni. Nikogo na lotnisku z kartka z moim imieniem nie bylo, wiec przeszlam do informacji z zapytaniem, skad zwykle odbiera sie pasazerow. Kobieta odparla mi to, co przypuszczalam: przy punkcie odbioru bagazu. Gdy juz mialam w rece komorke i wystukiwalam nr tel na camp, zobaczylam dziewczyne idaca w moja strone. "Bogna???" zapytala. Czekala na mnie w hali przylotow miedzynarodowych, podczas gdy moj byl krajowy - z NYC do San Francisco.
Chwile pozniej moja walizka wyladowala w bagazniku wielkiego Nissana. Ja i Mage jechalysmy droga w strone San francisco.
Golden Bridge (slynny Zloty Most, ktory wlasciwie jest czerwony), robi wrazenie. Dopiero gdy go zobaczylam, poczulam, ze jestem w Stanach, w San Francisco! Ledwo wyjechalysmy poza most, opuszczajac miasto, mgla przeszla we wspaniale slonce. Tak, jakby byla jakas granica oddzielajaca miasto od reszty. Niesamowite! Jechalysmy, a ja podziwialam widoki - wzgorza, palmy, kolorowe kwiaty... Po drodze skoczylysmy do Taco Bell`s na lunch, czyli buritos (Taco Bell to meksykanski fastfood). Chwile potem wjezdzalysmy na camp...
ENGLISH:
The capitan was telling us what we passed by - St. Louis, Colorado (I could see the snow on the top of the mountains), Utah... I missed passing California as I was asleep. I woke up when we nearly reached our destination - San Francisco. We fliew under the clouds - I could see the San Francisco and hills that it was founded on. Beautiful.
Waiting for my baggage, I was getting paranoid. It came out as almost the last one. There was no one with a piece of paper and my name on it at the airport, so I went to the information to ask where the passengers are usually picked up from. She thought what I supposed she would: at the baggage claim. When I was already about to call, I saw a girl coming towards me. "Bogna???" - she asked me. She was waiting for me at the International arrivals hall, however my flight was domestic - from NYC to San Francisco.
I moment later my suitcase ended up at the back seat of a large Nissan. Me and Mage were passing the road going straight to San Francisco.
I was under impression of the Golden Bridge (which actually is red). Yet when I was that, I started realizing I was in America, San Francisco! As soon as we got off the bridge, leaving the city, the fog changed to a wanderful sun. It was like a border between the city and the rest. Amazing! Mage was driving, and I was admiring the views - hills, palm trees, colourful flowers... On the way to camp we also had a lunch at Taco Bell`s. I had buritos (Taco Bell is a Mexican fastfood). In a little while we were arriving to camp...
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