Well, we're getting the full Bay Area experience on this trip. No alarm clock needed today - got a jolt out of bed with a 4.0 earthquake. Not the long scary kind. Just a big jolt as if a truck had slammed into the house. Then done. Went through the old familar sequence, "What the .... .?" followed by "Oh, I know what that was". Jo and I met in the kitchen for a high five. Linda shuffled out if bed with a quizzical look on her face. All fine. Just a reminder that we're not in Brooklyn anymore.