So this happened a while ago, I'm still home don't worry

I was just flicking through here, like im sure everyone does, really is captivating stuff. And it seems that my florence post isnt my florence post, its my lucerne post and no one knows about the time i had in florence, and my did i have a time. So here that time is. An if this if im wrong and this has all been up there, I doubt anyone will tell me.

Skipping the leather probably meant we got to the academia museum before the crowds, because we didn't line up yet there now is one. But then there wasn't so who knows really. At least I saw the actual statue of David. It's pretty big, the story is a little less impressive knowing thats how big David was. Unless Goliath was equally bigger. Then it really was giant killing. But were the people not terrified of this giant man who cut the head off of a gianter man? If he could do that to him imagine what he could do to them. Probably eat them. Florence was quite a lazy day, except for the 414 stairs we climbed to the top of the tower. The duomo was higher but we couldn't find the way in. But the tower had rest stops that made you think wait that can't be 400 steps yet. And while you tried to recount them in your head you find the next set, and onward and upward until you were looking over the entire of Florence. Except the dome. But the only difference between the two was whether you looked at the dome or the tower, and the dome was cooler. We did some more wandering and saw a funky bridge. Then in attempts to find a taxi home ended up in the church holding the remains of michaelangelo galileo Dante and some others who I can't remember right now. Before I post this i'll find my piece of paper that tells me so. I feel a little bad as I spent some time hanging out with these guys but I have a feeling they don't remember me either. Very big place that one was as well, didn't realize until it was too late there was a downstairs/underground. And then we went to space. Well space electronic disco. We did enjoy a lovely dinner with singing and dancing first. And then a club with karaoke downstairs and the club upstairs. And because no one wanted to karaoke it was way easier to pop down there for a drink rather than wait in line, unfortunately I told too many people this great plan of mine by the end of the night. So then it was cheeseburger time. They were some mighty cheeseburgers. I miss mine now, I wish I'd eaten it all.

This is the bit when you run out of the story, just before the back cover.

Dear phone talker on the train. I don't really care much for your conversation. Especially when we are at opposite ends of the carriage. It doesn't matter how they have wronged you. What happened to the unwritten rule that you get on your respective mode of public transport and shut up? Regardless of whether you are by yourself, with one or even ten friends. The rest of us couldn't give a flip flop about what you have to say. So mumble quietly or save it, Australians. How do three people occupy most of the seating in an airport. Put all there bags in front of seats and sit in the rest and shout to eachother because they decided not to sit within normal speaking distance of eachother. The end of my trip that took me to many amazing places around the world, and I'm whining about Australians. I met some incredible australians during my travels, unfortunately your countrymen have let you down, sorry all. Iv actually been home for a week and a half, and the reality of being here is sinking in. I don't know if I'll keep writing here or not. I enjoy reading what I write, or else I wouldn't write it. And as iv said numerous times I have no idea of anyone else reads this, but I couldn't care less. So ah yea. Mathematical. To (may)be continued.

There and back again. But you don't know where.

Turns out im that kind of person that loves meeting people. Kind old lady came to me on the advice of someone for wifi advice. Whoever it was needs a smack in the face. But I enjoyed my chat with who I think was Deborah, but I'm basing this on a guess as to her name from a tag on her bag. Could be way off. lovely woman though and I enjoyed the conversation, it's one of the very cool things of travel, learning stories that you may have thought someone could tell, straight from the horses mouth. And I also have no American money left to spend at the bar so I had no other choice really. Flights always suck, even if you get a good one. Although i was on the plane with the 7s boys. If they won I'd get a photo. Then another chat in sydney, didnt catch his name though. But what I choose will determine my eternity, and apparently Mormons worship the devil but if I ask them they'll punch me in the face, which is where i started not listening anymore. Except when he told me about why he doesnt have a phone anymore. He would call his friends but they would never call him, cant see why. Whichever way I am freaking hungry. And the train was super expensive. This seagull is putting its best menacing look on to protect his spot in front of the girls eating mcdonalds. Little does he know that while he chased one, another stole his chip. But it was a chip he never knew about so I can't imagine he's too upset about it. Iv spent 22 Australian bucks so far. On two train tickets, four $1 cheeseburgers and a bottle of water. If one train ticket was 5 times the price of the other what was the price of the bottle of coke next to my 3 dollar water? My train is skipping stops, and as I drive past on the upper level of the train I see the looks of disappointment on their tiny tiny faces. So the remainder of my money took me really far. But everyone else's money took me further. Surprises are also pretty cool, whether you're the surpriser or the surprisee. Yes 2 and a half months around the world and I still like to make up words. It's quicker than finding one that fits. And awesomer.

Have you met Ted?

I met Ted, two different shoes, and had a 15 minute chat on the tram. Talked about our respective travels and the city. And how he mistakenly kicked a kiwi in Europe because he thought he was the snorer. Only problem is I got caught up and missed my stop by about 7. Guess I'm not going home to get a sweater because it got freaking cold after all. Oh yea did I mention warriors rockets? I'll be there. Stream it, I'm the one way up the back because tickets are cheaper there. Could really do with out the double overtime. Just a nice thrashing will do me fine. And I don't know if it's because I haven't been home in a while and I've spent more time with Aussies and Englishman, but every American thinks I'm from England. It could also be they don't have a clue what a new Zealander sounds like, or maybe to them we're very similar to the English. And then that game happened. Watch the highlights. Even with my seat booking messing up (I clicked the wrong button) and being sat almost as far back as possible couldn't dim that game. Being starving hungry dims the train ride home though. So does getting to bk with not enough money.

City of sin. And Vegas. And a mountain.

Vegas requires money, lots and lots of money, I recommend not running out before you even get there. You will not be the success story that turned there last 50 bucks into millions. You'll be the story of the guy who turned his last 50 bucks into feigned sympathy from the black jack dealer, and cheap cheap alcohol. It's a hell of a story though. I wish I could remember more of it to tell. Everywhere you go is an entire new world in its self, from the casinos to the clubs to the malls even the overpasses have a life going on. It's an incredibly homeless/busker life but a life nonetheless. Oh and xs club was huge. Skrillex was pretty good I'll say. Somehow we made it out of Vegas alive, my hands had to delve a little deeper into the pockets, and then lake tahoe. And snow. And sun, or as a fairly pale skinned Englishman learned, sunburn. I learned which direction knees are and aren't supposed to go. And that there is nothing cooler than a massive clean run. And occasionally my nose decides to bleed like an extra for 300. At least in 300 a sword wound produced 7 litres of blood, mine just shat the bed and went for it. I don't have many takes of Tahoe, except the club with 1 dollar drinks followed by finding myself at Starbucks at 5am. Luckily Tahoe is a small small town so my mammoth walk home was all of 3 minutes. On ward and outward, if you're going to San Francisco.

Alter egos sunshine snow and a big hole in the ground

So things since that last time, san Diego happened and the world
Was introduced to my new alter ego Taco Bell! Who shall soon be wrestling champion of the world, unless his nemesis El Pollo Loco stands in the way. That plus crazy strong margaritas you could only be served three of made for a wonderful night. God awful morning though. And equally terrible next day and night. It was a close feeling to Rome just 10 days earlier. So a night off was in order because I heard a rumor a number of my internal organs were planning to overthrow my brain as captain of this ship. Either that or just jump overboard via any means of escape. Big hilly mountain ish things are cool, but it's winter and everything is dead and dry. Still loving getting to wear t shirt shorts and jandals though. Grand canyon for sunset tonight and super bowl tomorow! The tour manager supports the giants so I'll be an even less happy child if they win and I have to hear about it. Not that I support the pats I just hate Eli manning. So we can see how the future from here goes. We are not running out of room to put people in this world. Sure our currently established cities may be getting full but there is a shit load of nothing for miles out here. Now some may say the land is no good and no one would move to a terrible location. Aren't half of Mexico trying to get into the us? Use our technology that is supposed to be awesome, put a city or twelve thousand out here, man make a lake or two. Problem solved. Oh my very big whole in the ground. Hey there coolest thing I've ever seen. People have said you can't believe it til you see it, they bloody well lied I saw it and still can't believe it. The enormosity of the thing is just absolutely stunningly incredulousable. Yes this post got big, in a hurry. Not fazed it's easier than writing multiple ones. left behind the canyon now there's that other place called Vegas. And a small little club called excess. That's having it's third birthday tonight, and we will be there. You won't hear from me probably until I get to lake Tahoe in a few days. Good luck to me.

The good side of security

What an experience it was, to go trough security at slc and have the luxury of things to do! There was food and drink and gift shops. It was something else I tell you. Only problem being I didnt have enough time to enjoy it, which I quite would have. Some people don't seem to enjoy the time they have, and rush to get on the plane. Because waitin on the plane is so much comfier than the terminal. Yet people rush to get through boarding and onto the plane, trying to get on before their seat is called. I find id much rather be the last one on the plane, I can hang out and stretch my legs at the terminal and not be cramped on a plane. Each to their own I guess. Best way to get adrenaline flowing? Get hammered on your first night and not remember what you did with your phone and your passport. It probably also aligns with your 3rd hangover since home. Don't worry though I'm loving the experience. Ahhh the pain. I am not happy with you America, I am willing to get into politics purely to make sure chemicals are removed from beer worldwide.