final approach to London

Sunrise above the clouds. Over the U.K. and heading back for London.

Passing the shard, as we turn around towards the airport.

Soon enough onto final approach over a few familiar landmarks, the City, the Thames.

Maybe the Houses of Parliament.

And then Battersea Power Station and Chelsea Bridge Wharf. Almost back.

Leaving Los Angeles

A sort of combined post today, covering the return trip from L.A. to London. In the other direction we had those fancy seats with the beds and the fold down screens, more like a little room. On the way back we were by the window, so here's a few snaps as a sort of geography test.

Here's just after takeoff from L.A. That's probably Anaheim somewhere in the middle of the picture. I can't see Disneyland though.

The next one is of the edge of the San Bernadino mountains, before we head off into the desert.

I'm guessing that this is Diamond Valley Lake, just around the hills from Palm Springs. They flooded the valley to get extra water reserves for L.A and San Diego.

...and then some proper desert, around Barstow. Spot the train line too.

Or maybe this one will help. Quite a few freight cars. We're at 36,000 feet now so it's quite a long view.

This one is easy. Its the area created from the Hoover Dam. I've driven over the Hoover Dam at night; it arrives out of the desert and reminded me of an encounter with the X-Files. The dam itself is about where the slightly chunky bit is at the top of the 'larger' lake. It's surprisingly small from the air.

The next one is the edge of Arizona, looking towards the Grand Canyon area. We didn't fly over the canyon, but it's on the edge of the shot.

And then clouds below us.

And the moon from above the clouds.

Next post I'll add the London end of the flight. Dinner and breakfast in between.

Catching up with Breaking Bad's last few episodes

I've been watching Breaking Bad through all of the series and there's only a few to go now.

The proposition is of a teacher with cancer who goes into the drugs business to make quick money for his family. He hooks up with a waster guy and they create a crystal meth lab, initially in a camper van.

It's one of those series in the debate about changing viewing habits as people consume whole series from streaming libraries now instead of watching advertising riddled real-time television.

It's not got the same level of buzz in the U.K. compared with America, where there's all manner of spin offs for the last few episodes.

An example is the idiots' guide for the first four series, which give a usable recap of the show.

To go with the last few episodes (Series 5, Part 2), there's been various television appearances including the main character, Bryan Cranston, who walked around Comic-con wearing a mask portraying his character, to avoid identification.

The series creator, Vince Gilligan, was interviewed in the UK a few days ago on Front Row about the show and admitted that the first series had low viewing figures when originally released, but it then picked up via the streaming offers.

Vince Gilligan is an interesting guy, having originally created some X-Files episodes, after he sent a script in on spec, and then later won the first series of Breaking Bad. He's also been interviewed extensively in the US, including this in-depth one. He explains the trail blazing of other series like Sopranos but also the need to make Breaking Bad's lead different. A regular guy who goes darker as the series runs.

As well as the serious trailers and interviews, theres a whole series of mini spin offs including the "Breaking Bad as a Sitcom" (try adding a laughter track and it does go a bit weird), "Breakbad Mountain", a variant of Downton Abbey called "Breaking Abbey" and various appearances of Breaking Bad characters in cartoon series.

Here's the sitcom, and a few outtakes.

And maybe a few outtakes from Series Five.

I'm up-to-date, but theres' still a few episodes to go. Anything could happen. Crooked lawyer Saul could even get a spin-off show...

I'm expecting it to feature in the Emmys.

in which I mislay my macbook air

Breathe...

I know the macbook air is small, but it shouldn't be forgettable.

A few years ago, in the days of those bulky Thinkpad docking stations, I managed to leave my laptop plugged in back at the office, when I was due on a business trip. I only noticed when I was already checked in at Heathrow and buying currency for the trip. Fortunately, I was able to survive on other technology for that 1-dayer.

This time, I managed to leave the macbook air in the airport lounge as we swept everything together for the flight.

I'm usually pretty good at that 'afterwards' look back at where we've just been (in restaurants, hotels etc.) to check for leftover items such as mobile phones, jackets etc. and am often the one who spots the missing item left by others.

Not this time and it was only as we were getting out the electronics for the security scanner at the airport that I noticed the laptop was missing from my backpack. I did that double take and rummaged around in the bag to make certain.

Oops.

I sought out an important looking official, who had been issuing instructions to us all about shoes and belts and he kindly escorted me back through the system to an exit so that I could leg it back to the lounge.

A different kindly person was standing outside the lounge, with my laptop in its little case. He immediately recognised me and handed it over as I exchanged grateful thanks.

...and relax.

a walk on the beach before heading for L.A.

The seals around Santa Barbara have a pretty cushy life. This little band hang out on one of the channel bouys every day, maybe popping into the water for an occasional forage for food.

The rest of the time its California sun bathing.

For me, it's time to head to Malibu, and then back to Los Angeles. I'll be on the wifi in the LAX lounge by the time I can post this one.

Even if my feet are still on the beach.

we reach Santa Barbara

So here we are in Santa Barbara, just a few moments from the Stearns Wharf pier.

Santa Barbara is one of those places with a great balance of sunshine, sea, mountains in the background and a continuous stream of interesting and cool things happening.

Perhaps time for boating or watersports?


It could be watching people fishing on the pier.


Maybe its joining in the cycling around the numerous cycleways. Come to think of it, perhaps its cycling to the pier to go fishing?


Maybe the casual practicing of tightrope walking in the park or watching the dogs that wear sunshades?


Perhaps watching a sunset?


One thing is for sure. The right car and surfboard can help this kind of road trip.

aebleskiver time in Solvang

Towards sunset and we found ourselves in that little part of the USA resembling a miniature Denmark. There's the little mermaid on one of the street corners, a windmill and many half timbered houses in a Danish design.

It was faintly disorientating with the cross between some Danish words, then finding shops selling native american goods.

For us, Solvang was an overnight stop on the last part of the journey towards Santa Barbara.

We stayed in a pretty motel, kind of Danish style, dined al fresco and in the morning sought out the aebleskiver which are a kind of cross between a round waffle and an apple cake.

I'm not sure if they are really designed for breakfast, but with a cup of coffee they sure tasted good.

movie set towns

Just off the 101, something else that has struck our English eyes are the various towns that look as if they could be movie sets from another era.

Understandably, there's always a few places that are preserved and maybe have a tourist bias, but for parts of this trip we've skipped around some of the well-known places that we've visited on other occasions.

There's a compressed kind of history, with many places developing in the 1800s and sometimes there's the story of their greatness and then decline. We saw that in some parts of Oregon and can see similar now in California.

Somehow everything keeps going and in a few places we can't help but wonder how it all works, with small prospering towns miles from anywhere.

the sidewinder sleeps in a coil

As well as the tourist places we've been suitably off the beaten track.

I'm used to looking out for scorpions in the desert (shake out the boots), bears in the hills (bring a bell) and even the coyotes on the beach (don't go out after dark).

The sign about rattlesnakes was still a helpful reminder to be vigilant, because the adjacent area did look tempting for a stroll. Combined with the 110F temperatures (43C) we decided that maybe we'd leave that particular excursion.

Mad dogs and Englishmen, out in the midday sun.

livin' on the fault line

We noticed a few signs for roads with names like San Andreas and decided we were pretty close to the fault line.

At the next interesting intersection we headed further inland to take a look. There would surely be some signs of the San Andreas Fault.

We didn't expect to find a restaurant perched on its edge, nor that the old Camino Real skirted the edge of it, including one of the missions being perched right above the line.

We could see an internal marker which was a way to check for subsidence.

I've been in a couple of reasonable size earthquakes around Seattle and San Jose, but these folk really live on the fault line. Queue an old Doobie Brothers track...

Along the Santa Cruz Boardwalk

We had to do some proper candy-floss type seaside too, so stopped off at Santa Cruz.

It's got all the traditional seaside ingredients, a pier, a boardwalk, a massive wooden big dipper, arcades and general raucousness.

We explored the big rides, the stalls and the places selling salt water taffy.

Near the middle is a place called the Cocoanut Grove. There were various tales of the events and spectacles of this place from earlier times.


Perhaps a simpler type of amusement, but some spectacles that can't be repeated in the modern world.

Mission Ranch

We'd worked out that Clint Eastwood's ranch was only a few minutes away from where we were staying. We were almost neighbours.

So we decided to pop around.

It's on Dolores, and known as the Mission Ranch with a rich and varied history and some 17 owners.

Juan Romero was the original owner, a native American, who deeded the property for $300 to a storekeeper. Then it became a dairy with the owners running it for around 60 years. Later it was a private club and then an officers' club with a lively reputation in World War II.

Clint Eastwood bought the ranch in 1986, stopping it from being redeveloped into condominiums. Instead he sought craftsmen to restore the style of the original buildings, now each showing a different architectural period.

It's a popular venue now, with a patio and restaurant that can't be booked. We arrived at around 3:30pm to see people already waiting to grab a table on the patio for 4pm. There's a great view which includes an appropriate old horse-drawn wagon, on this occasion surrounded by sheep.