Oct 02 2002
Back Home
Made it back safely. The Fates had kindly provided me with a nice guy sitting next to me, so chatting with him and watching mindless movies on my iBook made the process relatively painless. Guy looks like Ray Liotta but with hazel eyes and is a Canadian living in Berkeley. Are all nice guys Canadian?
It was a beautifully clear day, as it is today, so the view flying over the bay and the City was spectacular. No matter where I’ve been, or how close or far away, my heart alway leaps when it sees the City in all its glory. I’m really glad to be home.
Longest part of the trip was baggage claim. I have to say, Heathrow is much more organized. When I got through Customs and down to the baggage claim there, my bags were already waiting for me. Anyway, the really important things made it through unscathed, though the glass on a painting got completely shattered, but that’s easy to have repaired.
Got home to find that our apartment is under almost third world conditions, only with better décor: 4 people, 4 cats, and 1 dog in a one bedroom apartment. But Mom’s stuff is supposed to arrive today, so she should be moving into her new apartment today or tomorrow. In the meantime, time to catch up at work!
3 Responses to “Back Home”
Yay, I’m so glad you made it back safely!!!!
Yes, all nice guys are Canadian. 😉
Glad the flight was uneventful for you!
Yay me too!! Glad to see you home safe and sound!