A rather damp Heathrow T5

25 hours from getting up in Kent and going to bed in San Diego, California. Atrocious weather traveling to the airport and at the airport. Bank Holiday of course. A strange flight, going westward in daylight, after dinner they asked for all window blinds to be closed and then dimmed the cabin lights. Hurtled westwards in the dark. Didn't see a thing even if we wanted to.

Arrived late, picked up the car, what a trial that is and drove to our apartment on Pacific Beach overlooking the mighty Pacific Ocean. Had terrible trouble getting in as we'd been left the wrong key. Had to go shopping for essentials as well. All part of the fun!

As I type now the Pacific Ocean surf is rolling up the sands. Magical.