SAN FRANCISCO, California -- I knew the cross-country flight from Florida to California would be long, but for some reason Sunday felt like an eternity. Our plane had one of those screens that shows you how far along you are in your trip, and I noticed at one point that were flying through Colorado.
Well for whatever reason, the last leg from Colorado to San Francisco felt like five hours. It was like time was standing still. But I guess that's what it feels like when you really want to get somewhere, and there's no question I wanted to get to Olympic Club.
I've been to San Francisco before, so being in the Bay Area isn't that big of a deal. It's probably a good thing because it'll allow me to stay low-key for the early part of the week and really concentrate on my game.
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