Our flight to LAX was delayed, until 17:05 and in satellite C. So I left lounge at 16:25 and HORROR, the transit trains stopped running for a security check. I stayed calm. But when I got to the plane at 16:55, I appeared to be the last.. I need not have worried, many more were even later. But it did mean that when they puzzled and tore up my ticket and gave me a new one I didn't even look at it until I was at the plane and realising I had been upgraded to Club World. Oh happy days!
Set off from Heaton at 10.30 in taxi, flight from Newcastle to London delayed 30 minutes but not a problem since loads of transfer time in terminal 5. Had salad and quiche at BA lounge, confirmed that my Silver card will last until the end of November, cried a little inside that I won't be Silver anymore and then settled down to my new book 1491: The Americas before Columbus
The flight was fine. I read my new book, watched episode 1 of House of Cards (USA), devoured 8 episodes of 30 Rock, and had a 4 hour kip towards the end.
One of the episodes of 30 Rock was about when Liz and Chris go to IKEA, very funny, couples exploding in rancour over chairs and tables, creepy pale attendants watching with ghoulish glee as romances die on the floor of planet IKEA. The food choice seemed hard but I kinda think I got it right, a salad with some ham, a fig and some bread at the start; then a big salad with roast vegetables and plain chicken, no carbs; then some blue cheese on ultra thin crackers; but did then eat a teeny tiny piece of chocolate.
Breakfast was a cream tea, oddly, so I had the goats cheese and olive salad rather than little white sandwiches; and then a tiny scone with cream, no jam. I ignored the plate of 4 ultra delicious petit fois, grrrrrr. Drank water the whole way.
An Airbus A380 is just so huge you don't even feel your're in an aeroplane, it's more like a small hotel that you stay in for 12 hours. Very nicely done but functionally the same as the previous planes we did Club World in. Whilst I read I listened to the soundtrack to Lawless, which I have to say I loved, reminded me how much I like EmmyLou Harris.
I got off the plane fast and was early to Immigration which went quite fast, just a chapter of my book waiting, and then to baggage reclaim which was slow, and then customs which was a nod through whilst all the Asians from Philippines and China has their entire luggage inspected and stripped of food, well actually just some of the food and the people manning the scanners and inspection desks knew their stuff and had some friendly banter going on, not like the Aussies on that awful customs programme that I keep turning off on the telly. Then bus to Alamo lot and no queues and OF COURSE, I upgraded to a convertible.
So, after I asked, in a terribly British way, how to actually get the top down, I drove the I-405 to Long Beach with my Garmin GPS and with not too much fuss checked in. Yes.. valet parking, just 3 dollars a day extra. The hotel is very tall, quite like a refined Vega scale thing but refined, I said REFINED! Nice room, good bed, usual silly tiny USA bath, reasonable wifi and a nice coffee machine that I have just made a cup of joe with.
So, now it's 7.45, I think I'll read some more of 1491, then down to the restaurant for a light breakfast (that'll be VERY hard) and then probably a quick gym before going off and exploring the marina, look at the Queen Mary and generally relax.