734

For those of you who know me or have been following my blog, the numbers 3, 4 and 7 are more often than not found in my hotel room numbers. When I get only 3s, 4s and 7s, then I take it as a sign.

My hotel in Palo Alto was 4024. Fours… Recently, I have adopted a whimsical sense of tetraphobia. This fear of the number four is an Asian cultural belief based on the fact that the Chinese word for “4,” si(3), sounds nearly the same as the word for "death", si(4). Therefore references to the number are avoided.

So I was humorously relived when my room number at the Hotel Palomar in San Francisco turned to be 734. Looking back, my trip was full of folly. Many things went wrong, but, thanks to my friends, I was able to land on my feet. As I settled into San Francisco at the end of my trip, I realized again why I enjoy that city.

In a round-a-bout way, I wanted to share some of the camera phone pictures that I have from my trip to the Bay Area for the Ivy Plus conference.

Here’s a view from the roof of the sky box of Stanford Stadium:
This is Hoover Tower from the Skybox roof: A view of the vinyards of Thomas Fogarty Winery (where the conference ended at dinner):

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