Chill for God’s sake!!! Relax bordel!
After a long flight from Papeete where Mark suffered the dengue fever and I started to feel its effects, we arrived in L.A. Bloody hell what a change of scenery! No more nice ladies handing flowers to newcomers and customes people with flowers in their hair. More like loads of fat people who barely speak any english and tell you to move quickly or else….No wonder the US tourism industry has lost millions. We got in a queue and waited for about 40 minutes. By chance we met Ruben, a Swedish guy we had met in Port Macquarie, Australia and started chatting, until a absolute jerk told us “will you please shut up”. We were so shocked we did just that, but I am pretty sure he understood the words I spoke in French. Jackass! After getting fingerprinted, photographed and questionned, you are allowed to go and get your luggage. A piece of paper fell of my pocket and 2 officials came to me barking and making sure I picked it up and did not make it explode. When we came out into the main terminal, Ruben was waiting for us for a little chat - he too got ill in Polyneisa etc. An official woman came to us and asked if we were waiting for something and if not can we please move fast. Jesus F******* Christ. Chill will you! This is when I realised that I could not have spent a month in the US as we had first planned. It would have wasted the trip in so far that everywhere we have been was so chilled and relaxed. The few people we have dealt with during our short stay in L.A. were really friendly and nice, but let’s face it, you can’t get more relaxed than the destinations we’ve been at.
Tags: Los Angeles
