Hollywood and take-off (27)

Photo: Walk of Fame with one of my favorite comedians

The last day begins surprisingly but without fire alarm, but obvious anticipation I sleep yet restless and only gradually. The tea at Erwin then tastes of coffee that is obviously otherwise in the pot, but the donuts are again fresh out baked. Yes, they are young, they are warm, they're nice.

Then it is for a change to the next Wal Mart because the children want to bring more candy for their friends. Obviously the coolness factor in some things outweighs the taste. What remained then yesterday still open in the absence of lack of time today is made up: Hollywood and the walk of Fame. The former is easy as easily download photographic area with an above-average density of cinemas and street vendors for celebrity tours; latter then completely disappointed children whether its lousiness and vacuity. We older and already disillusioned of the odds of life nothing have only expected a dubious privilege of age.

Only the random passage through Beverly Hills (there are even no Hills) offers the prospect of architectural complex villas as are usual in us and finally Amoeba falters on music CD collection again. Otherwise, Los Angeles is the perfect conclusion for this trip: the sense of loss is dwindling and the anticipation rises to Austria.

A combination from slowly increasing listlessness and a quarter of our group of already clearly extremely nervousness (because the online check-in failed during the fire alarms), we choose a car already six hours prior to departure Alamo Rent control. The return of the Dodge only takes a brief minute compared to the expensive acquisition and more than 4000 miles ride are now behind us.

Within another 30 minutes we are at the check in counter and the friendly Lufthansa employees named Roger let us with all British courtesy, we had first already reserved four seats in number 52 in Vienna and secondly the onward flight Munich-Vienna was canceled. The combination of German companies and British behaviour tickets on the next plane gives us but less than 20 minutes an hour later, what we already almost with relief to take note of. (Apparent later in Munich while the original flight but should be, but as our seats are again taken.)

The security check is still a delicate situation where the official asks me out buckle under my T-Shirt. I answer him handle the bag with my passport and will dip this. He gets alarmed: stop it, stop it, and a second security guard rushes now to the white as a ghost male to help. I prefer still fearless out my leather case what obviously so quickly can not grab the weapon. Thus they stick to urgent alerts and I manage to metal detector, nudescan, take off shoes sampling and luggage control but still safely to the gate. Travel time is after three weeks take off shoes clearly the most dangerous weapon that is available to us.

Loudspeakers we hear then solicitation that frequently met us on this journey: "Please report…." Regardless of whether it is unattended luggage, unwanted money changers, drunk drivers or tourists who are feeding animals - encouraging the denunciation is obviously own U.S. society.