Day Eight, Nine, Ten, Sep 6, 2000 Wednesday San Francisco and San Jose After our first night dinner at Fisherman's Wharf, we were all too sick to be very active. Lyn and Jesse spent one day at the hotel, then one day driving down to San Jose. They spent the third day in the hotel. Dave attended his conference each day, but then skipped the dinners (a night of dancing was just too much) and went to bed early. Dinner all three nights was Chinese take-out with hot and sour soup, NyQuil, and long hours of restful sleep. We finally all started to kick our colds and slight fevers by the time we hit Oregon Lyn and Jesse took the car (with the Hertz Neverlost) down to the campus of Stanford and to the tech museum in San Jose. Jesse has the grades and intelligence to get into a world class college like Stanford and, at age thirteen, is old enough to at least start to think about such things. Lyn and Jesse received the campus walking tour but the admissions office would not agree to host them for even a short visit (thanks for nothing). They kept their eyes peeled but never saw Chelsea Clinton.  After visiting Stanford, Lyn and Jesse headed down to the San Jose Tech Museum. Jesse really enjoyed himself and was impressed with the technology on display. It was all very accessible and very demystified for the visitors. An excellent use of our time. We headed out after the day's schedule was finished on Thursday. Dave wanted to take everybody over to nearby Colma, the city of the dead. Years ago, San Francisco closed all city cemeteries and relocated all remains to the nearby city of Colma (farmland back then). Dave's gravespotting hobby allowed him to show off the previously visited grave of Joe DiMaggio. On this trip, we found and photographed the crypt of Levi Strauss of blue jeans fame. When the conference ended after lunch on Friday, we had enough time to visit with our old friend Bruce. It had been a couple years since his visit to us in Florida. We were scheduled to drive north and spend the night in nearby Santa Rosa. Bruce works as an independent consultant to major power plants and he always has a long list of delightful stories. He is such a good influence on Jesse, as an example of how you can apply your intelligence to a challenging and even lucrative job without having to sell out your soul or your conscience. We headed for lunch at the nearby San Carlos airport and visited the aviation museum which was another of Bruce's interest (along with being fluent in French, maintaining his hobby as a marathon bicyclist, and sleeping in the back of a van for three months every year). Friends like Bruce are the spice of our lives and a delight every time we get to meet with him. Original Web Upload May 2001 Last Update: June 3, 2001