Flying into Los Angeles always reminds me of this verse from Isaiah 5:8:
Woe unto them that join house to house, that lay field to field, till there be no place, that they may be placed alone in the midst of the earth!
When I got home, it was raining. D opened the door to help bring in my suitcase. He was soaking wet and splattered with mud from head to toe. "I went mountain biking. I ran into Kevin Bacon and Brooke Shields."