The transfer bus to Los Angeles airport was running 15 minutes late. It took us on a series of large freeways where the scenery was no better than the previous day. LA is not a pretty place.
Check in and baggage drop is swift, but we are unable to get seats on the aircraft together. Previous efforts to check in on line had failed. There is time to spend our last dollars on some liquid refreshment.
It’s goodbye USA after just over three weeks. The final closure of my 90 day adventure.
I have done so much. Seen so many amazing and many absurd things. Am I wiser and more measured than before I went? Who knows. I certainly think I am heavier. But getting out on my bike will remedy that.
I will be returning to reality, rather than the fantasy of the last three months. I feel I have achieved something that going back four months ago had an element of fright for me.
Back to work on Monday, I need to collect my car, and determine where I go from here.
On the plane I watch “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel”. Not being much of a film person I had never seen it. The film certainly captures the India I knew from past business visits.
We are on time for landing. The last five minutes are hellish. Turbulence on a big scale as we descend. The woman who is next to me suggests to her feller that she thinks she may throw up. Let me hope she aims it in his direction rather than mine. Fortunately she fails to deliver.
We come down with a massive bump. The worst landing in three months. Here I am, back in England and our wonderful summer.
The plane taxis around for ages. Then we dock, but we are stationery for 25 minutes with seat belt sign on. Goodness only knows what the delay is.
Finally we get off and all the immigration, baggage and customs formalities are complete.
It’s day 90, and this is the end.
I would be very interested if my blog has inspired anyone to visit any specific places, or indeed travel the world.
Once again thanks to all my dedicated readers.
And so the story ends…….