first day

ahh...just woke up from the nap that cured the jet lag. had an unbelievably bad flight last night. was supposed to leave jfk at 5:05 pm via virgin america. soon after the initial welcome and safety announcements, the pilot got on the p.a. to inform us that there would be delays. lloyd, a nice guy and superb pilot, was a poor communicator of bad news. seems the hurricanes that swept through texas and residual bad weather had delayed flights and sent a ripple effect through the takeoff queue. through a grueling eight and a half hours on the tarmac we were given confusing information which changed course a number of times. no food or drink was offered except a ration of a half sandwich each brought in from the airport, and if you walked to the back there were bottles of water. later on I was able to get a coke out of the flight attendants. when we finally got in the air at 12:30 am, the flight was turbulent most of the way, making it hard to sleep.

but alas, b and I spent my first day here at hermosa beach, which made up for the rough night. for those of you who might remember hermosa's gritty past (b kept wondering where the wafts of pot smoke were) the beach town has come up a bit. like I said on my last trip to L.A., south bay is a great alternative to the congested nature of the main part of the city. the beach was nice and quiet compared to santa monica, as we could hear french being spoken by happy tourists as we laid on the sand. on va à la mer.

now...for some dinner?