As I was trodding through the sleet and cold, pulling my roller suitcase along a crowded London street yesterday, desperately looking for an empty cab, and generally freezing my ass off, I was thinking, man, if it's turned cold and nasty in California, I'm going to be so disappointed. Happily, I wasn't. It's a beautiful day here. Sun shining, birds chirping, little propeller planes flying over head, green grass, the whole bit.



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