Weird Dreams

I was in San Francisco trying to get back to my home in Rohnert Park.  I was expecting to transfer to a bus that ran along California 1 (which bus line Golden Gate Transit has never run; their bus has always the less scenic but far more logical road up US 101).  But I reached a Union Station where BART, street cars and busses met and I was directed to a hot air balloon for the final leg to Rohnert Park.  In a rainstorm with lashing winds.  When I asked if this was safe I was told that ES1 through ES12 had been lost but this would be fine.  Was the hot air balloon my fear of California's green madness?