I got up early and went for a nice walk. Temperature was around 50 degrees and it was sunny. Students were all about, going to classes, jogging, taking in the great morning. A brisk trip around the campus revealed a lot of UCLA I hadn't known and was quite impressed.
After returning to the hotel and packing, I checked out and got a taxi. I wasn't about to trust the shuttle again. The driver was quite pleasant; an Iranian who had been in LA for about 25 years. We had very interesting conversation and it made the ride pleasant. I moved through the airport a lot faster than I had anticipated. The only real delay was at the X-ray when a family in front of me that didn't speak English wouldn't follow the directions of the TSA people. I got to my gate 90 minutes ahead of schedule and decided it was time to have a drink and grab a bite to eat. Malibu Al's Beach Bar was my selection as they were near the gate, had a decent selection of draft beer, and offered pizza from California Pizza Kitchen. After a good draft Sam Adams and a CPK Pepperoni Pizza, I felt normal again -- and a little spoiled.