Here we are in San Francisco and really amused.Arrived at 2.00pm and are waiting for the next flight for Las Vegas at 7.10pm. The twit of a travel agent didn't work out that there are two other flights 2 and 3 hours sooner: so I've just sent her an email telling her wonderful we think she is. She also managed to book the other 7 flights with seats right at the back of the plane where you feel every single bump of the plane and get to watch all the people with weak bladders charging past us and waiting to get into the bogs.
Last night was the final night with Beatrice and Ian and I'll bet they were happy to see the back of us. They took us to a place called Earls. On entering through the usual Canadian revolving doors we were greeted with the best welcome we've had anywhere in the Americas. Three dolly birds with huge smiles on their faces greeted us all. Didn't work it out until afterwards but it's pretty obvious they caught sight of Beatrice's Hermes scarf and decided we must all be rich.
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