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.

southern utah & vegas? well maybe. and now i have finished i have decided yes. two part titles.

its warm. this is a revelation for me, the bottom of utah is all deserty so later jacket jeans and shoes. hello t shirt shorts and jandals. it was an amazing feeling. who needs summer anyway? a discovery i didnt make on this trip is that girls love to shop. i made this discovery long ago, so hello there sports bar. i presume that being utah most of the people there are somewhat regulars, as they dont have much else place to be. so i sat myself down and met a kindly old couple on my left and another guy on my right. the guy on the right was far more interesting to talk to. i was having such conversations as the tv with the nba on was pretty much directly above the bar, so anyone wanting to watch had to tilt there head way back and strain their eyes. which i could stand for the heat knicks game. until it was switched to the jazz mavs game. and neither dirk or jason kidd were playing. so i learnt a little about vegas from my new old friend. i also learnt that beer here still isnt as good. i need to stop comparing beer to europe or i shall have a depressing trip i feel. few drinks later and the jazz lost again, well got killed, and the girls came to pick me up, successful day. Once in vegas i learned a few things about the people. they either work there, are partying the 'party of their lives' , getting married, homeless, or passing out flyers for the "most exotic women on the strip". this is pretty much everyone in vegas. and its wonderful. this time with my present company i did the touristy see the sights vegas. i didnt know it was possible either. but i have two nights back there in a week. so I'll have my opportunity to have the 'party of my life' or just sit myself down for a few drinks lose some money and be a true part of the city that goes 24 hours a day. il sleep on the bus. just dont get married. number one rule of this trip, dont get married, number two, no children. oh yea the homeless people. best homeless beggar sign i have seen " not going to lie, need beer" good man, he probably has a good chance of getting money with the amount of drunk people loving the novelty of the idea. he probably could use it for something better, but whatever makes you happy. i am aware that a lot of these have become about what i am actually doing. a lot of these i am writing a number of days after the actual doing. you try remember what you were imagining three days ago, especially with the amount of imagining that has come in between. its hard work. but as im sure i have previously mentioned, i dont really mind. I'll just write whatever i feel like at the time. like seeing water that appears to have frozen over. the idea of finding out if the water is frozen is way better than the actually knowing. you throw a twig, and it sits on the top, but a twig would sit on water, so you hunt for something bigger, you find a rock. generally the rock goes KASPLOOSH! and then you wonder if that was because of the ice being thin or if you threw it a little hard. either way the ice is no longer ice and it doesn't even look so good anymore. and on you go, about your merry way. maybe jump over a pole. something i missed doing in st george was leapfrogging over the statue of the boy leapfrogging the pole. sad regrets.

Bet you can't miss these free throws.

My first nba experience and well 2k sports are pretty accurate, terms of crowd and intros and the like, I was even a little impressed. I couldn't wait to publicly ridicule Devin Harris with the rest of the crowd, and then he starts fast and is playing pretty well. So it was off to the bar, for the First time since I left nz someone didn't accept my drivers license and wanted my passport. Which is fair enough, except I'd gotten used to not needing my passport. Then devin got swatted and I smiled. And the lady next to us had an unfortunate voice. And by unfortunate I mean for the people that have to hear her all the time. I think its hilarious, and she was a very excited and enthusiastic fan. First nba game and I got free basketball. You should take a worse shot millsap, nice way to make up for it though. And More free basketball! And devin Harris can't shoot free throws, so the night went absolutely fantastically for me. Except the beer I went through such trials an tribulations to get was expensive and tasted terrible. Boy I miss you Europe.