I boarded the plane wearing a green safari shirt – plane but practical. As morning approached, I beat the queue for the facilities and did a quick change into the loudest Caribbean shirt that I could find during our travels. Mike told me that I would never dare to wear it. The chap next to me had the shock of his life when he woke up with the sun rise on his left and me on his right. Three airhostesses came to tell me individually that they loved my shirt! It may become part of the 2010 talks, so bring sunglasses.
Mike, who sat at the front of the plane and had a train to catch was gone by the time that Cliff and I had collected our bags. You’ll regret not getting a similar shirt, Mike!
Just a week and I’m off on my next cactus trip from 11 March, arriving back on 15 April. Watch this space for reports of what we see in various parts of the USA and Mexico.