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FTLA

FTLA

flew to LA

sanitising as i went

mask for comic effect: i know it's only useful if you're symptomatic

whenever i see or hear the word 'symptomatic' i hear it sung in the voices of the pointer sisters

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watched a few hours of 'altered carbon'

half-slept some: hyper-aware of every throat clearing and cough

flew air New Zealand: i fitted on the comfy 6ft 7" bed and ate off-the-hook good food: highly recommend

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what used to be an obligatory out-of-the-window shot, has gone beyond into another level cliched cliche

i'd asked to take a 'proper' shot of the cockpit having walked past the open door

it was considered, then i was considered a security risk and my request was declined: ACCESS DENIED

on arrival at LAX

there were thousands of people waiting for immigration checks

and only 2 open desks to process arrivals :o

the hours it takes to clear immigration always feel like a waste of life

i was expecting some kind of medical questionnaire or check too

but surreally, there was NOTHING: no questions at all: just a couple of officers stamping everyone's passports and getting us in as quickly as possible.

no medical questions

no temperature check

no questions AT ALL which is the first time ever, i have been 'welcomed' in this way.

didn't really make sense

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only some bad iPhone photos for you this day.

although this view above the clouds never fails to WOW me: i LOVE flying

when i'm not too uncomfortable

after surreal entry

picked up a hideous maroon (short bus) Ford Flex and accidentally drove the wrong way on the 10 into downtown

back for dinner for one at top round roast beef: best tater tots EVA

stopped at MY grocers: Ralph's to marvel at the empty shelves: NO water, NO bread, cakes or biscuits (NONE), NO toilet roll or paper products, NO cold vitamins

sodas, fruit and veg in full supply

drove in hateful vehicle to hotel

(will change car tomorrow: if this is end of days, i'm not going to spend the last of mine driving round LA in a disability vehicle)

live music playing SO loud at hotel, the receptionist had to write check-in information down on paper for me.

fortunately i'm on the 16 floor so i didnt hear a thing

except the heavy rain hitting my window: don't blame me: it was raining before i got here

Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out: March 13, 2020