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Hello all, you will no doubt all be glad to know that I definitely have a reasonable amount of time on the internet today, so I can write a lengthy entry for your enjoyment! Although these are very noisy keys and they are already starting to annoy me. Anyway, I'm not really sure where to begin. the last time I wrote was before the limo ride on the strip so I'll begin there. First I must say that it was amazing but my camera failed to work so I will have to rely on other people's photos. the ride was amazing and we got a free upgrade to a party bus, which is basically a massive limo that you can dance in with disco lights and speakers. It was so much fun, but unfortunately the night didn't end too well as I went home early when they wouldn't let me into the club where all the groups were meeting. C'est la vie. The second day in Vegas was much more relaxed and a group of us basically wandered around the big casinos for most of the day while the others went skydiving ( I did consider doing this but it was a tad expensive for my tiny budget). I did go into the venetian and it was incredible but no-one else wanted to go into the others. On the last official day of the trek we got up at 5am to get to Disneyland in Anaheim, california. I believe on this day I was the only one in the group childish enough to be excited by the prospect of rides and disney characters, but I don't care. We had a great time and at the end of the day I decided that my dream job would be to play a puppet in the disney parade because they get to bounce up and down on giant bungee things! On the 26th we had a final unofficial day all together where Jonathan gave us a tour of the best part of LA and we went out for an amazing Thai lunch with fortune cookies. Typically, everyone else had a deep and meaningful message in their cookie while mine said 'Klazy cookie fortune drive you round bend', this has now been stuck into my other journal along with many other pieces of paper. and so we arrive in LA. I spent the first night staying somewhat illegally in the Hacienda (the finishing hotel for the trek). It was somewhat illegal because three of us stayed in a single room, I slept most comfortably in an armchair, which was quite a treat after three weeks of camping on various terrains! That night a few of us went into Hollywood, which was interesting at night. We had to take three different trains to get there, you just can have no comprehension of how big this city is, it's 88 different towns! All I can say is I'm glad I wasn't on my own then because this city is definitely not safe at night. Whilst on this epic train journey we witnessed ( and saved) a Mexican man being hassled by a strange chinese woman who even followed him onto the next train he took. It was funny in a 'I'm glad she didn't pick me' kind of way! The next major event in my endlessy exciting life was the fact that three of us booked into the same hostel (where I am writing from at this very moment) but they only confirmed my booking so I actually ended up alone anyway. The other two were sent to another hotel further along the venice beach boardwalk. Ah but I have forgotten to fill you in on the eventful journey from the Hacienda! There were seven of us, three with all of our luggage. We managed to commandeer a taxi to get us to Venice beach and piled in. At this point I should inform you dear readers that the taxi was in fact about the size of a Ford Mondeo and being driven by an Armenian named simon. There were four of us on the back seat with two people on our laps and ,as simon said (no pun intended), it was a good job the back windows were blacked out! It was a lot like Mexico. I'm not sure if I've told this story,but once we'd crossed the border into Mexico earlier in the trip, the tour guide stopped a passing pick-up truck and 14 of us climbed in the back and entered the town in style! So, back to the first day in Venice. We checked in to our respective hotels and then wandered down to the famous Santa Monica Pier where we enjoyed the first of two 'last nights' in bubba gump shrimp, which I would thoroughly recommend. We said goodbye to three people that night who went home to England the next day. I spent most of yesterday walking up and down the boardwalk where I got continually hassled by street sellers and various other people who seemed to have noticed that I'd walked past six or seven times. Apparently I'm strangely recogniseable, which leads me on to my next story. The remaining four of us went out to an italian restaurant last night where the manager on the door pointed at me with an expressin of awe and said 'I saw you on the boardwalk yesterday and thought boy that person walks fast'. He also knew that I was staying in a room with three guys (not male models this time). It was a strange experience. It got stranger when ,after failing to finish an unreasonably large meal, the waitress bought over two plates of tiramisu saying that the manager had bought it for us. This is the reason that I ate tiramisu for breakfast. I also said a final goodbye to the other three last night and am now officially alone again. And now we have pretty much arrived in the present where I'm about to spend my final night in LA before heading to the airport stupidly early because I can't get an airport transfer any later in the day. Interesting point: no-one in this country seems to read, I walked five miles today in a major shopping area before I found a book shop! I think I might have exhausted all of the stories I have for now so I will leave it there until the next instalment that will hopefully be from sunny fiji in a few days. Bye for now love Kate --x--
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