Fleeing the setting sun, my flight from SFO to Kansas City took off at dusk. Oakland was a blur. Kansas City proved entertaining when I got to the airport and realized they don't really do "taxis" so I decided to walk to the hotel, in the rain, before realizing that at airports they don't tend to have sidewalks. Fortunately the shuttle bus passed by and kindly offered me a ride.
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