Flew to LA (Air New Zealand - VERY nice!) for 4 days last week, on quick consultancy job I am doing. Great to see some of my dear friends and colleagues, but too short to let most people know I was coming, as I had no time for anything social.
It felt weird staying in a hotel in LA, and I resisted the burning temptation to drive past our old house (in Laurel Canyon), which, I hear from neighbours has been repainted dark brown (it was yellow).
The air felt really thick and polluted, even though it rained 2 of the 3 days. Strange to notice that so much. (It's also because I don't live in London, where the air quality is not so good as in the country.)
I have also become unnacustomed (so quickly) to being in a car for hours on end. I missed walking, and started to feel I needed exercise. No wonder everyone goes to gyms in LA!
Going back to the studio it was like seeing family again. How lucky I was to have worked there for so long. Me, just a girl from Wembley, with big dreams, who ended up at a major film and TV studio in LA. And then gave it all up! What a journey!
I hope I am lucky enough to get back to the U.S a couple of times a year so I can see everyone.
That is, if Immigration allows it. They gave me such an unpleasant hassle as I was entering. Apparently they don't like people with a green card living outside the U.S. Even though I am married to an American. they didn't like that I had a green card but am living abroad.
J
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