Back at San Francisco airport to drop off the hire car and have a degrading moment in customs where the security guard felt my massive balls and thought I was a drug dealer. It took a little explaining, which was basically me saying, "I just have massive nuts" lots of times before they eventually let me through. Scary stuff, those US customs guys don't mess around.
5 hour flight to Toronto, 6 hour wait at the airport in which I caught up on emails, before 6 hour flight home.
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