We're currently in the dry state of Arizona, which is basically a fancy name for the middle of nowhere. But before we get to being stranded in the desert, let's recap on the events of the past few days. We'll be honest - things have gone mental since we last posted, but now it's here, and it's time to get a big straw out and dip it into the swimming pool of juice that's coming your way in the next few paragraphs!!
From San Francisco we headed by train to Hollywood - a long and tiresome journey. Our neighbours on the train were grumpy overweight men. The kind who only look away from their newspaper to get a glimpse of a brass lamp on "Antique Roadshow". Unfortunately, it was not showing though, and these men spent most of the nine hours angrily filling out newspaper crosswords.
We did reach hollywood though, and felt quite at home in our new hotel. A free minibar and free wi-fi were good additions to the usual free hotel soap and shampoo. It was a brilliant place to be! And so, we began to walk the streets of Hollywood in search for one person. Zac Efron!
But we could not find our idol, as we were instantly bombarded by non-famous people trying to sell their badly recorded RnB music to us. So we were forced to hide. Yep. Of all the things we could've done in Hollywood, we were hiding from mobs of persuasive salespeople. The highlight of Hollywood though were the theme parks in the Los Angeles area. Universal Studios and Disneyland were both incredible, and exceeded our expectations!
One of the greatest things we saw at Disneyland was this man. Mullet, moustache, cowboy hat - He had everything we've ever dreamed of having, and he was also in a place many dream of. Of course, the best thing about him is the shirt. Of all the things in his wardrobe to wear to his day at Disneyland...
Tasty...?
Following a few days of partying Disney style, we joined up with a tour group to trek across America for the next twenty one days. Our first stop was Las Vegas, and what a crazy place! Lights everywhere, people in costumes, and much entertainment. They say "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas", but we are more than happy to enlighten you on what we did!
The legal age for everything in Las Vegas is 21, so we were stuck at the hotel while everyone partied. Sam spent the evening cutting his fingernails in the hotel room, while Nathan counted the bathroom tiles. What a wild night...
Juice!
Sam and Nathan.
