An update from Fiji... Manta Ray Island
10.10.2007 - 13.10.2007 28 °C
Sorry for the huge gap in blogs, i've been having trouble logging onto the site, and it lost most of this blog i posted a few days ago but i only just realised... i'll try to remember it now!
So... Vegas! After so long of my saying it sounds like my worst nightmare; cramped streets, noise, glaring lights and hundereds of shows! I'm actually really glad I went there. It wasn't like I imagined at all, all the elements were there, just not as intrusive as I feared. It was a lot of fun both seeing all the attractions and laughing at the very special brand of crazies they have there. Our hostel was in possibly the dodgiest part of downtown (the neighbouhood with the 3rd highest rating for gun crime in the city!) but in a way, that was a good thing because it meant experiencing that part along with the glitz of the strip. The hostel ended up being not too bad either once the annoying Irish girl and her friend left! There is a lot to do besides gamble and see shows but I think 3 days is enough to do it in.
We took an organised trip to the Grand Canyon from our hostel which picked us up at a very unearthly hour of 5:45am! We didn't even get to the Canyon till about midday, mostly due to the complete disorganisation of the tour company. It is a phenomenal sight, and very much worth seeing. But I would recommend taking your own car so as to not be at the mercy of the control freakish Americans. They really do spoil it unfortunately. We did the Skywalk - a smallish transparent walkway out over the canyon - but we weren't allowed to take cameras and were litterally herded from one guard to the next across the walk, utterly infuriating! The second viewpoint is slightly less controlled and the Americans had made me angry enough to defiantly huff off to the very edge of the point where no one else would go so I got a fantastic 360 view of the canyon. It really is breathtaking, if you can let yourself see what billions of years worth of nature can be capable of.
That night, one of the guys who works at the hostel took us to thier local bar. They had a blues band playing who were made up of an inter-racial group of charming old blues guys with day jobs who just played for fun. They were great, it was a perfect end to "real-life Las Vegas"!
The next day, we drove back through the desert to LA and stayed at the Santa Monica hostel again. I was really bored by LA. We saw the Hollywood sign and Rodeo Drive which were both cool to see but there was just nothing else there. Our flight wasn't till 11pm that night so we just hung around the beach for a few hours and then spent about 5hrs at the airport again being herded about by shouting security staff... After the 10 hour flight to Fiji, I arrived feeling pretty grumpy and tired and happy to be out of America.
Now... I must say that if there's one place that will snap you out of being cranky and tired, it's Fiji!
But I must go for now, the sun has just come out and I have to work on my tan! :o)