My first attempt a year earlier:
Caltech graduation (1 year earlier) - or rather 'commencement' as it is called there. We had asked, 'what contingency do you have if it rains? (the seating is all out doors) - the reply was 'we don't need to plan a contingency'.
Glider acrobatics had us at 3G then weightless, then turning on a wing. You could feel the thermals bumping on your backside without looking at the 500ft/min rising gauge.
Chevy's at Oaji. The space in the middle was filled by a wonderful Chev saloon with teeth, but was disappointingly driven away by the mechanic, just before I got to it.
San Buenaventura Mission, Ventura
Union Station - downtown LA, with wonderful Art Deco interior. A film crew was casing the joint.
An earlier sketch at Santa Barbara. This time we spent a full day taking a para gliding lesson. The highlight being the solos at the end of the day. Just like the old Janet and John books, 'we arrived home, tired but happy'.
The wonderful crisp, geometric, white Getty. 14 levels of underground car park, a train to the top, a few to die for, and all free. Half of Europe's famous artworks must be there.
Seemingly during our absence from NZ we had missed out on the earthquake, wind and fire (well maybe not the fire bit).
It is always good to go away, and good to return home.