...sorry, having a Tom Lehrer moment there. Fiesta is at an end; I am sat at a hotel in LA, waiting for my flight back across the pond, Cliff is somewhere between Phoenix and Salt Lake City...
So, here I am again in Los Angeles International Airport. Looks like my flight is delayed by a half hour. Time to ring Clifford and make one last fond farewell before heading home and the inevitable jet lag. Bleeeaaah.