So after 30 hours of no sleep, 13.5 hours of airline travel, and a nasty 9 hour layover in LA, I am finally in Rartonga... Island life is great... island life is on island time, which seems to go on forever and ever. We joke around about how you can do pretty much anything here on the island as long as its slow. Rob a bank? No problem, just do it slow. It could be worse that's for sure! I was very homesick on the way down here and staring at the walls in the Maple Leaf Lounge in LAX for 9 hours certainly didn't help. When i got to the gates to board my plane, I found two guys who also looked like they were traveling alone. I started chattin with Andy from the UK
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