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Written by Stephen Baines
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Tuesday, 15 June 1999 |
The porter who took me to my room last night when I arrived said that Palm Springs "Is perfect for 9 months of the year. Absolutely perfect. For the three Summer months, it's mad. No one with any sense comes here, even the locals move out of town to somewhere cooler." Well, here's one mad person in Palm Springs...
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Monday, 14 June 1999 |
To finish off last night, I decided to go for a salad - this one being a Shanghai Chicken Salad, which came with not only the requisite piles of greens, peppers, chives and chicken, but also a delicious peppery sauce and crisp noodles. I was prepared for the size of the portions after last night, so I wasn't as surprised when the last small amount defeated me.
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Sunday, 13 June 1999 |
Last night, before retiring, I thought I'd better get something to eat - it had been nearly 12 hours since breakfast, and I still wasn't especially hungry. But I knew if I didn't eat something I'd be feeling hungry over night. I went to The Promenade and made a reservation... I had twenty minutes to wait for a table, so I went to the little cocktail bar near by and had a gin & tonic whilst I was waiting.
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Saturday, 12 June 1999 |
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I woke up early in LA. Several times. The first time was at 2 in the morning, my body still convinced that it really was 10 in the morning. I took the opportunity to work out how to use the air conditioning properly, as the room was turning into an ice box. By 6 I'd woken up many, many times and decided that it was a bad job trying any longer, and got up. |
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Friday, 11 June 1999 |
Well, I'm finally here.... Just.
The plane was a little late setting off from Birmingham, but we made up plenty of time on the way across, and got there in plenty of time for the connecting flight.
The transatlantic flight was fantastic - it really was! I hated the setting off, and I really hated the landing, but in between it was great. Within an hour of setting off I'd had my first G&T, and within an hour and a half I was having lunch, followed by tea, afternoon tea, a quick drink before landing, and then the landing... The little fib I told at check in saying it was my first flight obviously helped, as they came to check I was alright and not too freaked out.
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