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Wednesday, 26th September. Flight Home, via Philadelphia

Ted drove me to the airport early in the morning. Getting the bike on board was no problem, despite earlier apprehensions – just an $80 suppliment. Flight was basic and boring, and I kept myself drugged up on Diazopam to keep it that way (never the happiest of long-haul fliers). Stop in Philly, then over the Atlantic to Gatwick, 90 days later.