2010 is my year to rejoin the real world after a long sojourn in the wild west. As such I am equipped with a brand new laptop mini, digital camera, iPod and snazzy cell phone... so now I have to learn to use them!!! And what better place than North America.
I boarded a trans-Pacific flight on Wednesday afternoon and arrived Stateside on Wednesday morning. The in-flight movie Julia & Julie tickled my tastebuds (it's all about food) as the story is told through blogging and this is the medium I am now attempting to master. So here goes...
I arrived at LA International sleepy and disinclined to acquiesce to the requests of customs officials however was plesantly surprised to find myself in the brisk morning air with not so much as a raised sniffer dog's eyebrow. I proceeded to pick up a hire care and punched my destination into the GPS which Timmy had graciously handed-me-down for Christmas, only to discover that it is European and as useless for navigating the streets of LA as nipples on a masculine bovine! So at exactly 0800 I drove out onto the right-hand side of LA peak-hour and spent the next hour staring dazedly at the bumper of the car in front. By the time I made it o of the city it was midday and I was ready to crash (into bed as well as the car in front). Day one ended in a 17 hour coma.
I boarded a trans-Pacific flight on Wednesday afternoon and arrived Stateside on Wednesday morning. The in-flight movie Julia & Julie tickled my tastebuds (it's all about food) as the story is told through blogging and this is the medium I am now attempting to master. So here goes...
I arrived at LA International sleepy and disinclined to acquiesce to the requests of customs officials however was plesantly surprised to find myself in the brisk morning air with not so much as a raised sniffer dog's eyebrow. I proceeded to pick up a hire care and punched my destination into the GPS which Timmy had graciously handed-me-down for Christmas, only to discover that it is European and as useless for navigating the streets of LA as nipples on a masculine bovine! So at exactly 0800 I drove out onto the right-hand side of LA peak-hour and spent the next hour staring dazedly at the bumper of the car in front. By the time I made it o of the city it was midday and I was ready to crash (into bed as well as the car in front). Day one ended in a 17 hour coma.
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