From Sacramento we drove to Las Vegas in two days, stopping in the town of Visalia, CA for the night at a Super 8 motel. After desert, mountains, vineyards and coasts it was to drive through almost Dutch-looking flat areas with lots of agriculture and livestock. Not the most inspiring of drives, but the last stretch through Mojave Desert was more interesting fortunately with as eyecatcher the massive windmill park on tops of the mountains surrounding the Tehachapi pass.
Our last days in the States we were back where we started, Las Vegas. We took it easy to prepare for our trip out, doing some shopping and having an evening stroll over Las Vegas Blvd. The flight back was as tiring as it always is, and this flight we were treated to some of the staples of bad trips: an infant in the seats next to us crying for about 4.5 hours and Marja's bag found missing at Schiphol. Turned out that because of a TSA inspection her bag had remained in Atlanta, fortunately it was delivered to our home the same evening.
Shiphol and the Netherlands looked more or less unchanged to our eyes, it will take some time to get readjusted to the cold, the prices and the people again though.
Still, always nice to sleep in your own bed again and with the cats brought back from their holiday home none the worse for wear and the first battle against jetlag won on points we're all set for a return to normality.
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Glad you guys made it back safely. It was good to see you both.
I echo the remarks by dpuckett. It was refreshing reminder of what life's all about. I had a really great time seeing you. Congratulations on your marriage, and for a glimpse of the interview I conducted, check out my latest entry here:
http://web.mac.com/analog5/iWeb/Luddite%20Online/Blog/Blog.html
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