I stayed at the Beverly Laurel Motor hotel of Robert Nepomucimo? for about 10 days in 1992 I think it was. I walked inland and saw the DS9 cave set…walked on farther to Forry Ackerman’s Ackermansion (camera ran out of film) and then up to the observatory. Got most of the way back before I got a cab with my aching flat feet. The flight home was something out of The Langoliers: Below me only clouds. “A front” I thought…”another hundred miles and I will see the ground during daylight” I never did. When I got back I watched the Weather Channel…Nov of 92 IIRC. The whole lower 48 was socked in with clouds FROM COAST TO COAST. I have not seen anything like that before or since. The ONE day I fly during daylight hours and the view of the Earth is denied me. My guardian angel is a drunk. My guardian demon is on the ball! His name can’t be Azeal or some such. Oh no! My demon-Friday…his name must be Carruthers….