Our Day

The Bee Battle from stephen atkinson on Vimeo.

We woke up this morning to knocking on our hotel room by some unknown figure and finding two Sheilas in our Pad and the room looking like a bomb had hit it.

After analyzing the room we cracked a couple of Buds and received some negative feedback from this woman for boozing soo early.

It was 10.30am what was wrong?

Then to our surprise one of the females starts modifying a Monster Energy drink canister into a home made bong.

She used minimal resources including a bud light lid folding in half to insert a hole in the canister then started shooting B's in front of us.

(We found out from Noah that the 3rd meaning of shooting B's is 'to get stoned')

After the opposing sex left the facility we received a phone call from them requesting our hands in marriage over in Vegas.

Sharp and Simple reply.... 'We're busy until next weekend'....

We then made a quick attempt to bring the room back to full recovery before checking out and heading South to catch up with our main man Sati.

This bloke is everything to us. From the first day he was there to support us, give tips about what you can and CANNOT do in America and always down for a good yawn.

He hooked us up with a top level room with 2 Double beds and the optional smoking room, however we declined and took the non smoking as it reminded us of what could happen from this mornings activities.

We unloaded the rental and stashed it all in our room as it was time to return the car.

We then drove to LAX to check out if we can take our bikes on the plane to NYC, turns out it's $175 each person each way, WTF!

So we then drove to Noahs and dropped off our bikes said our goodbyes then returned the car.

Now being in Hollywood after we returned the car, we needed to get to Inglewood where our hotel is for the night, in a car it's around 20 - 30 minute drive so we decided publie transport was the best option.

Turns out we were basically in Compton, and it was ghetto.

Barbed wire everywhere, more rubbish then footpath and security windows similar to the ones fitted in banks on the front counters of McDonalds!

To make things worse we were lost, I rang a taxi and after some confusion a cab arrived, the taxi driver said that we were in a very bad neighbourhood and he thought he was picking up drug dealers.

He was stoked to find out we were Australian and was interested prostitution in Australia, trying to keep a straight face I happily talked back to him and told him about our rules.

We finally got back to the hotel and as we were talking to the driver we experienced an earthquake!

We then went and got McDonalds and on the way there a bum said something to us so i replied with, 'what's that knackers?' which left him in sudden confusion, you could almost say he was startled he then asked if we were going to the liquor store and then i asked if he could buy us beer because we have no money, he turned and walked away! HAHA!

Now we are boozing and about to pack for NYC!

What a day!

I think tonight Me and Christopher will push the beds together tonight! HAHA!