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Travel to Sacramento went swimmingly. The ferry, BART and train rides all went smoothly, and I enjoyed water views while tapping the artist interview into the laptop. In Sac, I walked two blocks to the work site – and upon checking in I was told that my help wouldn’t be needed. They said they had a ‘bad experience’ the previous night and had ‘gone another route.’ Well, after a few calls to my agency, work was back on and I helped load-out the tour as planned. This seemed to disappoint a couple of compadres milling about the plaza, but it all worked out and I will be paid – just enough to cover my expenses to travel here to visit my friend ML after ten years. After work, I strolled over to the Templar Coffeeshop: great vibe, and free wireless… ML met me there in thirty minutes. He looked great, just as he had the last time I’d seen him. We headed out to Bleats of London and had a couple of Clausterphobias and the Thames Special. From there we headed over to his place, a brick A-frame in a charming neighborhood called Curtis Park. His roommates returned home one by one, introducing themselves and curling up to watch a bit of tele before retiring. It was great catching up with ML; he told tales of being rock-bottom, renewal by sustenance camping and his ascent to a position with the County of Sacramento. I slept on the fold-out lazy chair and woke at 5:37am. ML drove me down to the train station in time for the 6:35 departure, but the ticket agent caused me to miss it – he told me the train didn’t exist. I let the 6:35 stop, and go by, and now write from the 7:40am train just departed en route to Jack London Square. Hopefully there’s time to ferry from Oakland to The Ferry Building, hop another ferryboat to Sausalito, walk to the marina, and board the bachelor party sailboat cruise!