Post-tour:  London to Los Angeles

Not much to discuss about my last day.  I finally got the full-blown cough that everyone else had.

No problems at all with my flight.  Then again, I didn't have eight bottles of alcohol like everyone else.  Tony said he'd never seen so much alcohol on board the coach.

Lots of Arabs at Heathrow.  I'm sure they had more difficulty with their flights.

Back at my apartment in LA I weighed in at 154lb.  Don't feel any lighter.

It turns out that j2 didn't collapse in my absence, but only because they apparently hired Coy and Vance Duke to replace me.