This Ain't No Country Club

This is LA. Our class at the Healing Path ran a little late, which ate into our precious sleeping time. We managed to sneak in about four hours of sleep before we woke up and made our way downstairs to the Light Rail, which literally stops right in front of our building. How convenient!

We took the first Light Rail train of the morning towards BWI, where we learned that our flight was delayed for two hours. The flight was much longer than the flights to and from Florida (about five times longer, actually.) Shel managed to sleep a little on the plane, while Jason read some more of Life of Pi, which he had borrowed from his sister in Florida. (Thanks, Cheryl!) The best description we have read of the book is that it's like The Old Man and the Sea with a tiger, an orangutan, a zebra, and a hyena. It certainly helped to pass the time.

After we touched down, we picked up a Super Shuttle towards our hotel in West Hollywood. (That's WeHo for those of you in the know.)