Anniversary road trip: Day 1

Oh my, it looks like it has been a couple of years since I last posted here. Not that I haven't been on the road - Julia and I went to up to Eureka for a short trip; We went to Thailand for our honeymoon, and although we had plenty of adventures, I didn't want to blog during our honeymoon - it really takes a lot of time, you know; We also had a Venice and Tel Aviv trip, but that was really laid back and un-adventurous, if that's even a word.
But we just came back from a road trip to Sacramento, in which we celebrated our first anniversary. I forgot to bring my foldable keyboard, so I had to wait with blogging until we were back.
So here we are - we're back, and we had adventures! Welcome to a new installment of...
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After work on Friday, we met at the Embarcadero station and took the BART to the car rental agency, to pick up the car that Julia reserved for us. Traffic was heavy, and by the time we passed Richmond, it was already getting dark. For us, city people, it's easy to forget, but if one plans to spend the night in smaller cities and town, it's really important to get off the road at about 7PM, and take care of sleeping accommodations and dinner.
We were cutting it close, So as we were trying to figure out where we should stop, Julia realized that we were getting close to Fairfield, which is home to Travis Air Force Base, and having served in the Air Force herself, she can get us a room at the inn. Yes, there are inns inside Air Force bases. I know! right?!

We stopped at the gate and gave our IDs to the guard.
- "Good evening, Captain" he said to Julia, then looked at my driver license and turned to me. "And are you the Uber driver?"
- "Close enough", I said. He was puzzled.
- "He's my husband", Julia came to the rescue.
- "Yeah, I know how it is." he said, and moved on to explain that Uber drivers need a special permit to drive into the base.

So we got a really nice room for only $60, and drove to the city.
We soon realized we made a mistake getting off the road so late - almost all the restaurants in Fairfield, of which there are about five, were closed or in the process of closing. Lucky for us, a really cheap yet very tasty Korean BBQ place was still open. We ordered, as we always do, way too much food, ate pretty much all of it, and drove to Lounge 707.

Lounge 707 is probably the shittiest bar I have ever been to, and I say this with great fondness. As shady as it is, it had a sign announcing that it will now open daily at 7:30am. I'm sure all of the shady people appreciate that they can now get a beer before having an early start on all of their shady doings.

We got a beer and a soda and took a seat at the tables outside. This is where we met Terrance.
My adventure hat, that sometimes draws attention and makes a good conversation starter, is temporarily decommissioned, so I wear my Giants cap, one of the most common clothing items in northern California. Still, Terrance walked over and started talking about my hat. There's no way around it. It's me.

Terrance and a friend

We, and by "we" I mean Terrance, talked about a lot of things. We talked about the Giants; about how we're both 40 and are fire dragons according to the Chinese Zodiac; about the moon landing and how Terrance thinks it's a hoax, because, as you know, once you’re over 3 miles up there, it gets really dangerous. We talked about other things too but he was pretty wasted, so I wasn't sure what they were.

Terrance's friend and a friend