It was the 22nd of April, and I was biking to work. I had to catch my plane to Taiwan in the evening, but as I turned onto Sommers I started to worry that I got the time mixed up and the flight would leave in the morning. I looked at my ticket online and realized that I had missed my plane. I started scrambling to find another flight and to e-mail YC to tell her that I wouldn't be there and she shouldn't wait for me.

I eventually found someone who took me by helicopter to an airport. There I was standing on the top of a building, at night, and it was snowing. I was going to have to wait there for a while for my plane.