It’s very nice to be able to afford to go travelling.
I’m just about ready and prepared for my next long vacation, which starts on this coming Thursday.
Today I booked a car to collect me at the garret, for 06:00 on Thursday March 15th, as my flight leaves from Newcastle upon Tyne airport at 09:30. I then have layovers in London Heathrow, and San Jose International in Santa Clara County, before I eventually arrive at John Wayne airport in Orange County California at 20.32.
I’m renting a Toyota Rav4 at John Wayne, and then I have a shortish drive, so I expect to get to get to my accommodation sometime around 22:00.
If you add in the 8 hour time difference between England and California, that makes the journey exactly 24 hours. Why does air travel always take so long? Even if everything goes to plan?
Poor Marmaduke isn’t coming along on this trip ~ because when I looked at the layovers I decided I’d just take one carry-on bag.
Poor Marmaduke has been in tears since he found out.
I expect to be back in the garret on Wednesday April 18th ~ after another 24 hours of travelling.
I will be in touch while I’m away.
For an Englishman to take a road trip in California, he first has to get to California. This is not quite as simple as it may seem.
First, there was getting to Manchester airport, then the seven and a half hour flight to New York. This wasn’t so terrible ~ right up until I had to go though US immigration. I knew this was always bad, which is one reason I only took carry-on luggage with me ~ no frustrating wait at baggage reclaim, walk off the flight and directly to customs and immigration. Important tip; there are stores in the USA, only ever take carry-on luggage with you.
I had a two-hour layover before my connecting flight from New York to San Francisco, and going through US immigration and customs used up most of that. Of course I then had to go back through security before I could get into departures for the San Francisco flight. I was the very last person to board that aircraft ~ they closed the door right behind me, I had made the flight with five minutes to spare.
After Newark, San Francisco airport is nice. From San Francisco I had another flight to John Wayne airport in Orange County. That was the easy part, I even got to sit next to a cute girl on that leg of my journey.
Arrived in Orange county at around eight thirty pm. Walk right off the flight across the road to the car rentals in the parking garage. Maybe because I was tired I was talked into a car upgrade, and came away with a Dodge Challenger. Trust me, an Englishman shouldn’t ever drive a black Dodge Challenger.
Maybe because I was tired I got totally lost on the way from the airport to where I was staying that night. I spent quite a while driving up and down Orange County backroads. Eventually arrived at my destination around ten pm.
Total travelling time, door to door, including endless hours standing in line, 36 hours.
Air travel is all about standing in line.