So we were sitting in the hotel room (on the 15th floor I should add, since I became momentarily more aware of that), eating the food that we had picked up, and enjoying the view, when the floor starts to tremble. Then everything started to shake a bit in a deep, rumbly way. Very wierd.
We were in the largest SF earthquake in quite a few years, magnitude 4.4.
It wasn’t reall scary, just strange, and was over quite quickly but it was surely another event for the trip. It made the TV news that evening in California.