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Davey Boy’s Travel Diary

Sunday, 14 Aug 2005

Location: Venice Beach - L.A Baby, USA

MapHi y'all

Oh, Im only in America!

Right, just to bring you up to date with what I've been doing. I think the last diary entry I was rambling on about jumping out of an 'neroplane?

Well, the day came and it was cancelled. Shoddy weather was to balme so I set off for Rotorua. Got there and, after getting over the smell of sulphur, had a bit of an explore. Rotoura is a bit of a volcanic wonderland type of place with lorra lorra mud and steam bubbling up around the place. I went for a bit of a look around and went to a few geisers and spit-steam-up-and-look-angry type of places. All very nice.

Then I went Zorbing. A-may-zing Ack-tually. For those of you who dont know what this is let me paint a brief picture. You pay your money and are given a rather fetching set of shorts and a T-Shirt, you are then whisked to the top of a bloody big hill and deposited at the top. Now this is where the magic happens. At this point there is a bloody big inflatable ball (about 1.5m dia) that the guy puts hot water into. You then jump in, zip up the hole and roll down the hill. Easy.

Its unreal, for that do it yourself Zorbing experience simply turn the washing machine to heavilly soilled colours (or similar) jump in and enjoy the ride. Quality.

Then I jumped onto a big bus and made my way to Auckland. Im struggling to give you the impression that I did anything exciting or out of the ordinary here. I did the now customary wander around till I get lost then try to find my way back to the hostel, which was nice (if a little easy as the streets are in a grid system). Oh, I blagged myway into seeing a comedian in the 'classic comedy club (and it was classic, or at least his jokes were).

I met up with a few people in the hostel (Karen, Justin and Caroline) and we decided on a trip to the comedy club. When we arrived there was a private function sigh outside but we thought we'd have a look in anyway. So we went in and were stopped by a guy at the first bar (before the main hall) "are you with the 'Brave New World' Party, your a bit late"

This is where I should have said 'oops sorry, no' and left but the little devil on my shoulder was in fine fettle. "Yes, mix up with the taxi" and so it went, we put our drinks on the company tab and got into the main hall just in time for the speeches before the comedian came on. Much 'here here-ing' was partaken in, as was bottles of Stella. After a couple of drinks and before we were discovered as imposters and shot at dawn we quietly slipped out and into the night. Buggers I know but Im on a budget and it was an opportunity too good to pass up.

I'll repent on my deathbed and it'll all be forgiven.

So, after a couple of days in Auckland I jumped onto a aeroplane bound for L.A.X. I boarded the plane and we took off at about 5:55 pm on Sat 13th Aug for the 11 hour flight, and touched down at 10:45 am on Sat 13th Aug. and if that doesnt make your head hurt I dont know what will!

So your all caught up and were now in the US of A