Back in America
25 February – ????
Well, I finally got on an Alaskan Airline flight at 9 p.m., and got into Seattle a little after 1 p.m. I managed to sleep the entire flight from Los Angeles to Seattle – I don’t think I’ve ever done that before. My bag wasn’t checked, so all I had to do was get a taxi, and I was home free.. Except for Sanjay, who’s couch I was going to sleep on, wasn’t answering his phone. It was 2 a.m., I’d been awake for most of the last 24 hours, and had slept maybe 8 hours in the last 48. It was a rough, rough time. Luckily (and something I planned for), Erin lived close to Sanjay, so I loaded my bags up and walked the block or two to her (my) house. Luckily, for me anyway, she was home. I got to sleep a couple of very short hours on her couch, and it was heaven. Thanks Erin, if you’re reading. Or even if you’re not.
Eventually I ended up in my friends (Louis) basement, where I have a bed, and a different change of clothes, and some semblance of my life again. Going from BMOC to living in a basement is kind of a rough transition. At least I can use my “I’ve traveled South America” stories to imply my superiority over other, non traveled people. It’s another unique American trait.