"Did i tell you i was in the Naam War?"
Trip Start Oct 04, 2004
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Disembarking at Los Angeles Grand Central was a bit sad as we knew that this really was the end of the American leg. We walked along the platform and suddenly realised that it was the same one that we were running down only 30 days before. We had seen and done a lot since then!
Keeping to our taxi rule for the last time we searched out a bus stop that would take us to Venice Beach, our destination for our last nights before we flew to Fiji. I could see why we hated LA the first time we were here, the place was just a dump. The bus was no better with every passenger acting or looking weird. Dan had the unfortunate luck of sitting next to another Naam veteran, who once again decided to tell him in great length and volume, his life story and how the American government had given up on him and his comrades when they had returned to their homeland! Fascinating! After listening to Americans on buses, trains, trams etc. for a whole month, we just wanted a nice silent bus journey. This wasn't the case as we were subjected to him for the whole journey, an actual hour!
I on the other hand was fortunate enough to sit next to a harmless old lady, and even though she did talk to much it wasn't about her life story, she was just interested in where we had been around her country. She would be our saving grace though as she knew where our hotel was on Venice Beach, so instead of us getting lost or mugged (her words not mine!) she would get off early and take us there. When walking there we could really see why they call Venice beach "home of the homeless" they were everywhere! Apperently they were harmless though "just don't go swimming at night - they're nick your clothes" was the old girls response!
We chucked our bags onto our beds and got ready to go out, it was our last Saturday night after all! Just before we left our roommate walked in. We knew she was a women before, due to bra's hanging off the bed - a big giveaway! But we didn't expect to see what we saw. Our room mate, Helga i think her name was, was a 65+ year old Brazilian with the party age of a 21 year old. To say Mutton dressed up as lamb was an understatement!
We said goodbye to our new "party animal" friend and headed into the area full of bars around the corner from our hotel. What we had forgotten about was that this weekend was Halloween weekend and everyone knows how seriously American's take their Halloween. Everyone bar us was dressed up in all manner of costumes, although not many actually had a Halloween theme, more just a fancy dress theme, a bit like Tots on a boxing day night (popular fancy dress party in Southend). To say we felt out of place was an understatement, but we decided to go into a bar anyway, more for the fact we could hear, for the first time in America, a bar playing good music!
Almost immediately, a group of girls dressed up at nurses came over and started talking to us, loving our costumes, we had football shirts on - "so you must be David Beckham right?" Er...? Yeah...? David Beckham that's right! They spent the rest of the night introducing us as their friends from England and we spent the rest of the night talking to an endless supply of beautiful women! Starting to like Venice Beach already!