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January 5th, 2007

In this life, there are some films that one will be told are horrid, but if you go in with low enough expectations you will enjoy. Examples that come to mind are AVP and Hating Alison Ashley. Actually, no, that last one just sucked. Anyways, if one can extend this brand of thinking, LA is like this.

I must take back calling this a roach hotel. The set up is nice and the bar is awesome. US$1 beers (sadly Bud) and margarettas until 2am; drinking with the kids from the hostel and the truckers; a juke box with Dire Straits. The microwave hamburgers do not, however, make for fine fare.
In matters of pointless trivia, it turns out that the suburb I am in is where Jules in Pulp Fiction lives.

So anyways, I caught the bus across Brisban.. I mean LA to St. Kild.. I mean Santa Monica this arvo. Nice enough place to spend the day. There are photos in the gallery. My last trip to Brisbane was more memorable though.

I think I need to start a running tally of how many times I'm asked if I'm British.
BRIT COUNT: 1
Yep, awesome hotel. Drinking with the manager and the former US servicemen (who are as aware as anyone what is wrong with current world trends). Travelwinds: good place.

BRIT COUNT: 2.5
The 0.5 comes from a guy who, knowing I was Australian, said "You must like this band, because they're English!"

Off to Canada in the morning.

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