A General Summation

I've been lazy with blogging lately because it doesn't feel like there's been anything much worth blogging about. But I figure I should probably give a general summation of the last few weeks.

Los Angeles: I think I pretty much hate it. I saw the good parts and the bad parts and it wasn't all that. I got a photo outside the Scientology centre. I was trying to do a self photo with my mobile phone and I kept on missing the sign so it took me a few goes. I wasn't being very conspicuous. Fairly soon a guy on a bicycle with "SECURITY" written on the back of his t-shirt shooed me away. To be fair he did it in a polite way and mentioned that all the good sights were at the next train station. That actually turned out to be a lie, it was really two train stations away. I got out at the next train station on Hollywood Boulevard on the walk of fame, but it was a good 2kms from the centre of Hollywood. I think it was a ploy to led me to a Scientology assessment centre. I walked past at least two on my way towards Mann's Chinese Theatre. Both times I had to turn down requests to measure my pheton levels.

I also checked out the Santa Monica area which was quite nice. They had all those little Baywatch towers on the beach but there was no Hoff in sight.

Ultimately I think I'm pissed off at L.A. because the public transport is so crap. It took me at least two hours to get anywhere, and it's not the traffic. I took a cab one night and it took me 20 minutes to travel what would take 3 hours by train or bus. It's for this reason that I believe the movie Speed is a fallacy. I don't think I ever saw a bus reach 50 miles an hour, let alone stay above it.

I was quite glad to be finally heading back to Big White. On the plane back I watched No Country For Old Men, which is absolutely awesome, however the plane landed with 4 minutes of the movie to play. I blame the fucking French for this because Air Canada kept interrupting the movie for each announcement and every time the captain said anything, the air hostess had to translate it into French. So I don't know if the crazy killer dude kills that guy's wife and I have no idea what the hell it's got to do with Tommy Lee Jones.

I was happy when I got back to Big White. It's a lot more relaxing here. When I got back they stuck me in a different room with a couple of guys who actually go to bed before midnight, which is good. The last week of skiing has been excellent and it's been snowing every night. The thing I can't believe is the resort is closing on April 6, no exceptions, but they have tonnes of snow. They have more snow then Perisher would have mid-season. It's nuts.

It's kind of funny because I've got to know a lot of the people here and feels quite homely, but it's all coming to an end as soon as the season ends and every one is making plans to move on. I've got exactly one more week left here before I begin my road trip with Simon down the west coast. We're going Seattle, Portland, San Francisco, Los Angeles and the Las Vegas. It should be a pretty epic 3 week journey.

Also, I went tubbing tonight and then I watched LOST, both of which were awesome.