By now, most of you are probably aware that my parents were COMPLETELY AGAINST my decision to quit my job and travel the world. For good reasons. But I'm spoiled. I do what I want. I don't listen to my parents.
Therefore, I couldn’t expect them to pick me up at the airport; I'd have to take the bus and the metro to the station nearest home. Unfortunately, I arrived at LAX around midnight, too late for public transport.
I ended up spending the night at the international terminal (open 24 hours!). My first experience sleeping on the hard benches (thought it would be better than the carpet). Well, not really sleep. It was just too cold. As everywhere else in the US, it was over air-conditioned and I couldn't stop shivering. For once, I wished that I had a sleeping bag instead of a sleeping sheet.
As soon as I made it home, I realized something. I left my glasses on the airplane!!!!! F**K!!! I thought I checked everything before I disembarked, but it must've been hiding in the back of those drawers they have next to your seat. Damn it. I'm such an idiot!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHH.
I frantically called British Airways several times, but being British Airways, my attempt was a failure. What else did I expect?!
No choice but to buy another pair. Lenscrafters would do for now...
Really nothing else to report about my week at home. A lot of restocking on toiletries and repacking.
Oh, Halloween came and went without a single trick-or-treater.
Puffy seemed to be the only one in the Halloween mood.
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