After a flight where the main cabin lights wouldn't work, the lady in front of me required oxygen, and the young boy two rows behind us making use of the sick bag, we arrived in LA this morning. Close to being the last people to pick up our baggage, mostly due to the fact we had just got a queue at Immigration that moved at 1/2 the pace of the others, added to the 2 hour delay in leaving meant for a somewhat later drive from LA to Santa Barbara than expected.