It was really strange to see a deserted San Francisco International Airport. It still took time to get through security. Not because they were doing any screening for coronavirus. That was a lie. There wasn't any. No, it was because they were bored and frisked almost every person. I had never been frisked ever when flying, until this trip. I don't know if they have a quota to fill, or just trying to show they were doing their job. So much for social distancing.
After getting out of customs with the crowds of bored workers standing around talking, it was a lot more spacious out in the terminal. I was tired but I tried to take a few photos. I guess seeing a Buddha without any other accouterments looked strange to me. Just sitting out in the open in the middle of a seating area.
Lots of space to sit and eat but no restaurants were open. I couldn't even find an inexpensive bottle of water.
I did find a giant heart. I guess someone left it in San Francisco. (Sorry about the bad joke)
I also found an expensive N95 mask. I figured I might need it. Sad to say I was right.
I thought I would do a comparison of a US public restroom to the Japanese one. Surprise, they did block off the air hand dryers at the airport in San Francisco.
As for the carpet, not exciting. I have to say PDX definitely has better carpet.
I was out at the Alaska Airlines gates for my final flight. There were a few still flying that day.
Really empty flights. They were actually having Alaska Airline employees fill in some of the seats to make sure the weight was okay.
It was nice not to have to worry about having other passengers around me.
Also nice not to have to wait for the plane to take off. No runway traffic this day.
A bit of clear sky over San Francisco Bay. Still a lot of cargo ships heading out towards the Pacific ocean.
Up over Oakland and the Bay Bridge. I've had fun driving over that bridge.
The island that sticks out from the bridge, that's Treasure Island.
The tiny island just right and a little above Treasure Island, that is Alcatraz. The larger island to the right is Angel Island. Beyond that is part of the main land north of San Francisco. Tiberon and Sausalito. Sadly the clouds were covering the Golden Gate Bridge, which would be just above Alcatraz in this photo.
More clouds along the way. I'm not sure what part of Northern California this was since so much was obscured. That might be Clear Lake, but I am not sure.
I do know that this landscape is from earthquake faults.
And finally heading down through the clouds to land at Portland International Airport. A little sad since I have no idea when travel will happen again. I do miss going to places like Japan. But for now, we all just have to wait.
