tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post8013011820635975709..comments2024-03-28T18:57:20.920+01:00Comments on Living the life in Saint-Aignan: Back in the cityKen Broadhursthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04430899802705818716noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post-64500385273092351312007-04-17T03:31:00.000+02:002007-04-17T03:31:00.000+02:00Hi Ken,While you were going north on 101, I was st...Hi Ken,<BR/><BR/>While you were going north on 101, I was stuck in traffic heading south from my office (on landfill) in Foster City because the San Mateo Bridge was closed and the Dumbarton was the only bridge still open! <BR/><BR/>Initially, traffic flowed freely across the San Mateo, but by the time we got out of the building and onto the road, a CHP officer thought he saw a slight gap between bridge segments (turned out it had been that way for years) and they closed the bridge. It was a real trick turning all that traffic piled up on the west side of the bridge and getting it onto 101. We knew by that time that the Bay Bridge had suffered severe damage, so south was the only way to go -- for us and hundreds of thousands of other people. <BR/><BR/>When I finally got home a little after 9:30 (after 4.5 hours on the road) Ray was doing laundry. It's not that he was blase about the quake -- after all a partition in his office had fallen on him. He simply figured it might be a good idea to fill the washer with water in case something else happened. What he didn't know is I had left a load of towels and soap in the washer, ready to run.susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14017788096350527796noreply@blogger.com