The end of the line

I'm home...I can't believe the year's over!! This is a very pointless post...probably just a bid for attention. After so long I can't get used to the idea of doing things and then NOT posting about them on the internet...

Anyway, I had a final few days in San Fran, a last night in Hollywood, and an ok flight back, luckily managing to land at Heathrow without getting caught up in any crazy terrorist plots/security strategies. (I'm so glad we didn't have to check our hand luggage like they're making people do on outbound flights...the idea of getting on a plane for 10 hours without even a book is hideous).

It feels very strange to be back, but also very normal as if I've never been away. It's going to take a while to adjust I think.



Crazy health warning up in the majority of cafes I went to. I don't know what the story is behind it, but the conclusion I draw is, we're all gonna die!! Oh no!!


Chess on Market Street, San Francisco





This cathedral door is a copy on one in Florence. I could tell you WHICH one but that would involve looking it up. It's cool, anyway.


Back on Hollywood Boulevard