My friends Brian and Stacy are away from Hollywood at the moment. They’re on their delayed honeymoon, which for them is to fly to England, retrieve their scooters from storage, and then do the things and have days. You know, ride to the Isle of Wight, Paris, the Ace Cafe (now scooter-friendly, apparently), all under… Continue reading I Wear My Wartime Coat In The Wind And Sleet
Tag: Travel
Pacific Train Thoughts
~ from notes found on my laptop, dated several weeks ago ~ Early evening, coming out of Santa Fe Depot. 3 hours away from Los Angeles. I’m on the Pacific side of the train, but I don’t know if I’ll see much of the ocean. At the moment there’s a hill in the way. The sun will… Continue reading Pacific Train Thoughts
A New Timezone
On Saturday I flew to Los Angeles International Airport, with two heavy cases and a carry on (and what a carry-on it was! oh ho!). I arrived after an uneventful flight in a comfy (and doubly expensive premium economy) seat. The thing is, I didn’t have a return ticket. That’s right, folks, I’ve finally made… Continue reading A New Timezone
A Cigar Tube At 35,000 feet
This post was written on March 26 2008 while trying to doze off on allergy pills. Warning – contains introspection, fractured sentences and fear. This is being written on my EeePC while listening to the new Sigur Ros CD in the in-flight system over the coast of Greenland, approaching Godthab. I’m in a Boeing 747-400,… Continue reading A Cigar Tube At 35,000 feet
Basic Rail Rant – First Group Must Go
Here’s a nice simple rant about the train services in and around London. I get the train from Tooting, which used to be run adequately by Thameslink, and is now run by the sick joke of the industry, First Group. Several stations on the line are still called ______ Thameslink, highlighting the stupidity of the… Continue reading Basic Rail Rant – First Group Must Go
Head In A Burrow, August 2007 – The Third Day
Saturday I needed to buy some shoes, so K and I braved the rain and crowds to sample the retail. No luck. Then we ‘caught’ as I believe the term goes, we ‘caught’ some proper theatre… The Bacchae This wasn’t on the Fringe, but was rather a proper play from the Festival at the Kings… Continue reading Head In A Burrow, August 2007 – The Third Day
LA Story – October 2007 – Sunset / Silver Lake
More reminiscences of LA from last October One day (17/Oct if you must know) I decided to take a stroll around the locale and see what kind of place Silver Lake is. I walked down Descanso, then along to Millies cafe, a friendly and quite famous diner with nice food, and outside tables perfect for… Continue reading LA Story – October 2007 – Sunset / Silver Lake
LA October 07: Flesh and Wood
Before my recent trip to the US, I was asked by Friend James to provide an analysis of that seminal* piece of Americananana, the corn dog. While shopping at the Glendale Gonor-sorry-Galleria in Los Angeles, I took the opportunity to try one and document the experience. Here’s what Wikipedia says about corn dogs. The article… Continue reading LA October 07: Flesh and Wood
LA Story 10 – Tuesday 3 April – The Last Full Day
More old notes. Nearly there… ~ After the revelations of Monday, and as the time to go back to London approached, Cassie and I realised we couldn’t waste any time. So we had an extra-busy day on Tuesday. It started, as had become customary over the few days I was there, with a walk for… Continue reading LA Story 10 – Tuesday 3 April – The Last Full Day
LA Story 8 – Sunday 1 April – Lunch With Charlie
And still they come… ~ I met Charlie when he was a member of the Carlton Dramatic Society. He moved to LA a few years ago, because he had met a girl over there, fallen in love, “dated” transatlantically for a while, then they got together and both moved to LA. He’s really happy, it… Continue reading LA Story 8 – Sunday 1 April – Lunch With Charlie