California

The furthest west I have ever been! Despite the volcanic ash, the strikes and it being Monday (that always has influence on these matters). I successfully managed to board a plane and fly to San Francisco.

No time to see the golden gate bridge, headed North East (thankfully Dave drove) through wind turbine covered hills (they really are beautiful) before arriving in Modesto. Well named, a Modest town, however no time to explore just time to sleep as tomorrow I will have safety shoes on and be in the factory!