[JackL]

So, when I began this trip I thought I might be gone for a long time so it seemed appropriate to have a going away party (or 4). The first two were in San Francisco where I got hit on by Siamese Twins:



This is kind of disturbing because you don't know which of the 4 hands is grabbing your bum when you walk by. Nor do you know which one to offer to take home.
At the second party I had one of the basic elements to a good party: Fire!


Big Fire!


Then back in Seattle where I had the other good components of a good party, bands:


Bands:



More bands:



And of course, bands with Fire!



Nothing like a flaming Trumpet


Of course you also need your good friends:






Lesbians:


Ex-girlfriends:




& of course the girl you're leaving behind:


Some times you wonder why you're leaving. But if you weren't it wouldn't be so much fun going. Besides, there are always plenty of new friends & girls to leave behind further down the road.
So after putting my bike on a plane to London it was off to my fathers in Stoke Poges, west of London.