Piece of cake and thanks for the well wishes. It's a different world here, the busses are propane and don't stink, different fuel requirements with smog inspections required.
This morning at breakfast we witnessed a guy walking along measuring and recording the circumference of trees, electric street sweepers and things we don't see at home. Guys in dresses, street performers that are pretty good and beggars everywhere.
The doc I'm seeing is a world class orthopedist in Beverly Hills and after we saw him I asked where to take wife for a nice meal. His office arranged lunch at a super expensive place and as we walked downstairs the office manager for the Doc came out and said "Doc doesn't want you to have to walk, I have a car coming"
They called Uber, the taxi service and a guy in a new Lexus drove us to the restaurant where they had champagne waiting. Forty bucks for a lunch salad! Back in Orlando, I'd be lucky to get a certificate for a whopper.
This is the strangest trip ever and I can't wait to get home.
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