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August 1982
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Sunday, 1 August 1982 Frankfurt → Heilbronn → Frankfurt
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Doris took me to the airport today for my flight to Cupertino. Problem: I didn't have a visa. Rather naively, I had assumed that I wouldn't need one. Today was a Sunday, so there was nothing to be done until tomorrow.

What should I do with the day? Doris was gone, and I was happy enough about that. I would have liked to see Yvonne, but she had gone to Heilbronn to visit her friends Gabi and Gerd Reichert. Called them up, got the address, called John Hughes and asked him for the car I had lent him, and then off to Heilbronn, getting some acquaintance with the Reicherts' horses in the process. Back to Frankfurt in the evening, and spent the night with Yvonne.

Monday, 2 August 1982 Frankfurt → New York (JFK) → San Francisco → San Jose
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Up early in the morning and to the US Embassy in Frankfurt. I think it was the first diplomatic mission I have ever seen guarded by soldiers. Explained my problem and got a visa very quickly—looking back, surprisingly quickly in view of how the US authorities act nowadays. Off to the airport before midday and discovered the next flight going to the USA was a Pan Am flight to New York, with ongoing connection to San Francisco. Off to have my ticket changed, and to my pleasure discovered that the Lufthansa fare class J meant business class.

In New York in mid-afternoon, about the same local time when as I left Frankfurt. What a mess JFK is! Discovered that I could join the frequent flyer club for not too much money, so in anticipation of lots of benefits, did that. On to San Francisco, where I arrived at about 21:00 (06:00 the following morning back in Frankfurt), and then down to Tandem's “Fremont and Mary” facility to pick up a key for the flat I was to stay in.

Down then to the flat in San Jose, and found evidence that somebody had already moved in there. Damn! That was the last thing I needed. Headed off looking for a hotel, not an easy thing to find in Silicon Valley, and finally ended up via a roundabout method shortly before midnight at a hotel at San Jose airport. What a day!

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