Supercalifragilistic

First up, a huge thanks to Nikki and Lance for their amazing hospitality. I'm going to post the Sherman Oaks Hostel on the Lonely Planet Thorntree so that all future visitors to LA can stay there. The rates are muy reasonable.

Although my hosts weren't quite cool enough to take me to the Viper Room or Chateau Marmont, they did manage to zip me around most of LA, including a cruise along the Pacific Coast Highway (Santa Monica to Malibu, Zuma etc ) by porsche. It's pretty hard to beat that. And I can now drop names like NoHo and WeHo into the conversation, so LA has made me a bit cooler. It's also made me feel much more hardcore - how did we ever go out surfing at Lyall midwinter or at T Bay in that eye-blackening surf???

Hollywood and City Walk (outside Universal Studios) brought out the tourist in me (it had to be in there somewhere). Very fun.

However, despite the many things we did do, here are the top five things we did not do:

1. Buy a 'Reggae for Children' CD at Venice Beach. Incey wincey spider climbs up the water spout mon.
2. Get purified at the Scientology Purification Centre.
3. Stroll along the pier in just a bikini.
4. Gorge at Fatburger (against the odds, that name does intrigue me, although I'm still kinda hoping its 'phatburger').
5. Stalk Britney Spears/David Beckham/etc.

I'm now in Mexico City. Its been a long day, spent mainly on planes and in queues and subways, but I have explored the local hood a litte bit. I'm here for the next two days, so will write again soon when I can write fascinating tales of pyramids, hilarious stories about cholera, and relate amusing snippets about miscommunication.

xx
G

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