Port of LA

AKA San Pedro.  We were docked at the Pier before 0600. The view of the sunrise which was also right after 0600 –

was amazing. And even the cranes looked interesting against the sky

As a turnaround day, the ship wanted everyone off as early as was feasible. Cabins empty NLT 0800. There was a mad rush for coffee on the part of most passengers. I grabbed a couple of croissants from the 5th Deck cafe thus missing the insanity that is an open buffet on departure morning.

We caught the shuttle bus to LAX then hung out till we hit the “4 hour” window. After dropping luggage, we cleared customs, security, and hung out at our gate. Lunch was a pizza shared between Miriam & I. Our flight departed ~1500 and we were on the ground in Oakland by 1615. Fast forward through the usual hike to baggage claim, luggage recapture, mono-rail to BART, then Orange Line train to North Berkeley where George picked us up.

I am wiped. Other than opening some mail, I am not dealing with anything else till morning included my suitcase.

 

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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2 Responses to Port of LA

  1. Ron says:

    What an awful way to end a cruise!

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