After the farce getting to San Fran, we finally arrived late at night and checked into the rather interesting Green Turtle hostel. The hostel has obvisouly been decorated once in the last 50 years and is run by an eccentric man with wonderful hair. Cleanliness maybe next to Godliness, but it isn't next to the Green Turtle kitchen, so we decided to spend our time in San Fran eating out. We had a little longer in San fran, but started how we had finished in LA, by...

Well, well, well. Its been a three time zones, two countries and a partridge in a pear tree since we last did one of these From the start I'll apologies for the spelling and typing mistakes in the blog. The reasons behind this are 1) I'm usless and 2) the keyboard is sticking. So Lala Land. What a shock to the system. We left secluded Fiji with bucket showers, Fiji time and self built bures to a private room in West Hollywood. And if that wasn't enough of a shoc...