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  We returned from our weeklong Oceania cruise along the California coast yesterday. Given our last few holidays, I am pleased to say neither of us became ill or sprained anything. No luggage was lost, actually nothing was lost, and all flights were on time. All was well at home, the dog did just fine at the kennel. It was a very good holiday all in all. We flew direct from Tucson to Los Angeles at midday on both flights. It's only an hour and a quarter in the air, although on both flights there was quite a bit of turbulence. I hate turbulence, the pitching of the plane, the bumps, the drops. R says it's just warm air and cold air colliding but I'd rather they didn't collide. We had decided that we would take public transit from Los Angeles to our hotel and my Rome2Rio app on my phone told me that it was quite do-able. We were confused at first at LAX about the various signs, unsure which shuttle to take. We asked several people but it was a busy time, 4:30 pm, the LAX

  I had my second cataract op last Monday; I was more emotionally prepared for it although still nervous of course. I had been thinking, between the first op and the second, that I really wanted to have some distance vision rather than "only" close up so, at the penultimate moment before the surgeon made his final lens choice I asked timidly "could I have a little more distance vision please?" They checked their lens inventory and, yes, I could. So, here I am, ten days after surgery, seeing quite well without glasses or contact lenses for the first time in 60-odd years. It's still a little wobbly as the two eyes get used to working together without a net. Well, of course not quite a without a net, there are those lenses inside my eyeballs now. I had quite normal vision until I was about 10 years old and I told the teacher that I couldn't see the blackboard very well. It was the teacher who noticed that one eye seemed to be crossing slightly. She mentioned it