Day Eighteen: Thursday September 20

Home Sweet Home
Well, the trip has officially ended. I am sitting as I write this in my LA apartment. I currently have no friggin idea what time it is. I wouldn't even call it jet lag, just time confusion.
I woke up this morning at 6am (London time) and headed off for London Heathrow airport. I arrived with plenty of time to spare, so the whole process was smooth, no headaches at all. The plane ride itself took 20 years. I think I celebrated my 50th birthday somewhere over Iceland. I ended up watching 5 movies on the way home! FIVE MOVIES! I started off watching only movies I would never see otherwise, bu ended up watching a few I had wanted to see as well. I saw Blades of Glory, Wild Hogs, Eragon, Waitress & The Namesake. I thought the last 2 were pretty good, but the other 3 pretty much sucked.
I arrived at LAX airport around 3pm LA time (11pm London time) and my brother was there to pick me up. It was nice to have a conversation with him. Other than Trishia, who I loved talking with, I had not had a conversation with another American in 3 weeks, which is strange when I think about it. I spoke with a lot of English, French, Scottish, Canadian, Australian, and German people but only one other American person.
Tomorrow, I just relax and do as little as possible. I know I have to start back up at work on Monday, so this weekend is all about having a few beers, getting some sleep and watching some football (American Football, not that soccer stuff they call Football everywhere else). I am going to post another blog this weekend, a sort of epilogue about my trip. I really loved doing this blog & I plan on keeping up with it in the future. I would also love to say thank you to everyone who has left me comments along the way, it has been great hearing your thoughts on what I have been writing. Well, I am off to get some sleep. I have been up for almost 20 hours now and I hear my bed calling out my name.