
The view of Mt Diablo from the window of the plane as we come in to land at SFO is always a cheering sight. The Swiss air flight was as efficient and comfortable as one would imagine the Swiss would provide and the journey to our home at the base of Mt Diablo accomplished courtesy of a crazed Indian with little trouble and maximum speed ( mind you we now all speak Hindi). As an Englishman I always feel guilty by the joy California elicits in me but what can I do?...sun,food,wine and good company is an unbeatable recipe for happiness....it's good to be back.