Retrospective: the flight back.

Eva and Michelle brought us to the airport. That was great. Not only for the accompaniment, but also, because I would never have managed to move all my stuff. Jochen had two suitcases. I paid 120 $ for an extra one. Although I left so many things for the free pile at Loth. How did that happen?! Is it a natural law that women have more luggage than man? Because they have more clothes? Because of all the make-up, they carry? Maybe, because they have more shoes, at least.

I think, for plane 'rides', people should be allowed a certain amount of total weight (say, 180 kilos), which would include their body weight. I mean, airlines were already thinking of taking extra-fees from very heavy people! That seems so mean.
My suggesion would solve three problems: (1) the extra-heavy people problem (from airline perspective), (2) the problem that these might feel discriminated (-- because in the 'total weight set-up', they could avoid the extra-fee by simply taking lighter luggage with them) and (3) the above problem with women needing more luggage -- they could just counter-balance it with their (on average) lighter body weight. That would be so much better! (And also probably good for the shoe-industry.) ;-)

Well, as to the melancholic part of the departure: we didn't really have the time for crying. Which is no good. (I know, I said something else before, but now I think that having enough time for crying (and actually doing so) is very helpful and relieving.) At least for me it felt as if I was just thrown into another world, having no time to emotionally say good-bye to the old one. I guess I will have to catch up on that some time.

In the plane, Jo and I watched on average 3,5 movies (each of us different ones). My favorite one was "Dan in Real Life". An easy and really funny, maybe a little bit moving family comedy.

It was grey in London, I think. It was definitely grey in Germany, when we arrived. And rainy. But hotter than in Berkeley. Sticky. We luckily didn't fly through any thunderstorms, though. I guess, we were welcomed by the (cliché) typical German weather (the greyness part).