Having collapsed at the ‘Hacienda Hotel’ at 8:00pm on the 19th of Jan (first day in L.A), it seems I’m due for an update to the blog to try bring anyone reading this up to speed with this crazy adventure. Waking up on the 2nd leg of the 13 hour flight to L.A, my neck was at right angles to my body, my feet freezing, and my ability to concentrate lost in translation, I rolled up the blind on the window to expose a wonderfully bright day waiting outside. Breakfast eventually rolled around, and was again okay for maintaining some kind of bodily function. A slow 4 hours rolled by, and on the crack of 9:00am, was the first sight of land from the plane. However, this wasn’t actually LA, but a costal island just off
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