The flight headed to Fiji was amazing. It was like a party on the plane. Total chaos. we safely landed 2 hours later, and I had the whole day to kill in Nandi. Like most islands, tons of people are waiting for you to fulfill all of your fantasise. I met a gay boy and a lady and told them all I want is to go to the beach and have some local beers. The beaches in Nandi are no good so just the beers came through.
Fiji was hot. I took off my socks and threw them away in a dumpster. I made friends with a local, and took a taxi with him through the town. Good experience. ask me about it later...
10 or so hours in Fiji I got back on the plane to LA
Kissing the land i was born on
The flight was long and I was tired when I landed. I found a train that took me Ontario CA. Justin and his buddy picked me up and took me straight to Taco Bell and Right Aid for some PBR... Just what the doctor ordered.
Ontario was good and bad. Dairy land of America is a suburban rural nightmare. All I will say is I lived off fast food and light beer.
Justin lives with three other dudes, Matt, Derek (his brother) and Eric. Justin took of 5 days when I got there and we did it right. Me and Eric got quite close. He will be a friend forever.
Soo.......... soon enough I will be home and this is the end of the blog.
or is it?
