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The 45th president of the US is visiting California today and Wednesday.
The problem: where to sleep tonight, Tuesday, February 18?
Surely not at the beach hotels in Santa Monica or the Beverly Hilton in Beverly Hills. He can only sleep at his own hotels, pouring money into his pocket at the expense of the US government.
But he owns only one hotel in California, advertised as in Los Angeles but actually tucked way off in the boonies--the ocean side of the Long Beach area mountain known as Palos Verdes. Not accessible by motorcade. Only by helicopter.
California doesn't want Trump hotels. California doesn't like Trump.
As a result, he had to fly to Las Vegas to spend the night--more his style than anywhere in CA. Being in Vegas gave him the opportunity to stick his face into the limelight of the primary caucus in Nevada coming up on February 22.
He landed at LAX Tuesday afternoon, made a trip to San Diego, took Marine One to Santa Monica, and took a motorcade to Beverly Hills for a fundraiser (his only reason to bother with California). Traffic was screwed up all over from Santa Monica to Beverly Hills.
Roz kept track of Air Force One via her traffic controllers app; all other plans were vectored away to open the air space. There was only one unidentified plane in the area--probably Air Force One. It had no call sign. Later in the evening she watched virtually as unidentified AF One flew east toward Las Vegas.
Off he flew to Trump Hotel Las Vegas--and then on Wednesday morning made a visit to Bakersfield, where he has never been before. He went to please Congressman Kevin McCarthy, House Minority Leader and gave a small speech--no, I mean a Very Big Speech!
And poof, he's gone--flying eastward, back to the swamp.
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