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Back to San Rafael

The guy's name turns out to be John Steadman, and he is a really nice guy who briskly and methodically measures up the windows, chatting to us as he does so. Apparently, after the blinds are manufactured, he will be installing them for us, and we're looking forward to that.

The flight back to SF was uneventful, as a flight only can be when you don't have a cat under the seat in front of you. I did manage to spill my drink in my lap though. Doh!