I am alive.
The 16 hour flights from Perth to LA ( complete with transfers ) are getting longer and longer, and the seats are getting smaller and smaller, I swear.
US immigration actually let me in.
Breakfast was good. No one does food like America. The only problem is it is too easy to eat far too much. I must resist.
Now, a few days of work, catching up and then...the alternate reality and extended drinking session that is San Diego comic-con.