So This is Christmas

Because I'm removed from everyone I know and love, Christmas wasn't a big deal. Which is fine. I was exempt from purchasing presents for the most part. Definitely good on the wallet. And since I only had one day off from work, I just really wanted to sleep.

I worked a full day Christmas eve, and booked it go get home and get ready for a party. I was so so tired that day I was pretty much useless. The late nights are catching up on me. I'm trying my best to get to bed at a decent hour but it never works.

Did my best to refresh myself before the party, and then took a cab up and around to Pok Fu Lam. My new Aussie friend Natalie just moved in there with her sister, brother-in-law, their 3 children ages 4 and under, and the two helpers. Their building was a little bit removed from the action, but a nice place to be if you have a family. I think the building is full of families, and this one lives on the 22nd floor. The cozy gathering of people consisted of all couples, and I think they all that live in the building. Nat and I munched on canapes and drank wine and gabbed about the latest.

Slept a good 8 hours and then went to Church. I didn't go to the one that is closest to me because the mass was too early, so I ended up at this other church, very confused.



There's a service going on in the parking lot and kinda under the building. I was so confused. People were walking around and talking and sitting on plastic chairs.


It was a sea of Filipinas.

Eventually I figured out that the service I planned on going to was actually inside and upstairs. It was crowded and it made me feel very uneasy as I stood in the sea of people, but I didn't get woozy as I am known to do. The priest was from Brooklyn and he told lots of stories of paper airplanes and toy cameras. He also said "pooping" during his homily, which made me very happy.

It was a mess of people exiting and entering, and it felt like it took forever just to walk a couple of blocks. I made my way to a mall in Kowloon to meet a new friend for lunch and a movie. I didn't know what to expect because it was a holiday, but the mall was jam packed full of people, and as far as I noticed nothing in town was closed.



Amy is my new movie buddy and we'd never met before yesterday. She's Chinese and a translator in the media industry. She's pretty international for a Chinese gal, and I say that because the locals I have met tend to be pretty traditional, old school, conservative, and no fun. We had lunch at Spaghetti House and we really got along. I couldn't bring myself to telling her I didn't want to see National Treasure. I didn't see the first one and I'm not sure how they got away with the second. Well, it wasn't too bad for what it was and the bottom line is I didn't want to kill myself while watching it. But Amy's pretty well rounded when it comes to movies so I think we're going to see something more artsy on Sunday.

I stopped at home for a quick minute, and ran to the escalator to meet another new friend. Sebastien is kind of from all over the US and was born in Paris. We ate Mexican food and gabbed over beer and sangria. We talked about bad movies and good tv, and we have similar taste in music. He was very impressed that I am good friends with the beautiful bassist of Film School, and now we are scheming to get them out here. We both crave falafal, so that will be the next plan of attack.

I was pretty skeptical about how my Christmas would turn out, but I was just happy to have the day off. I was so thrilled though to meet two people that were not creepy and are actually pretty cool.

Last year I spent the holidays alone with Pepper in KS, and it was magic. This one was just as memorable.

Christmas without Cougar

Cougar was supposed to be on her way to Hong Kong right now, but because of a few complications, the vet cannot release Cougar until she's been in California for 6 months.

She is now spending the holidays with Brian's family. I miss her so much.

Not-so-Poor Man's Netflix

Netflix is the best. It saved my life. That's how you get by living alone. That's how you stay on top of good movies and bad movies and obscure movies and the TV you missed because you can't afford cable or tivo. Or the TV you missed because your parents didn't let you watch 90210. Or the TV you missed because you worked on Clever. Lorelei got me hooked on it and since then everyone else I know lives off of it too.

It took me a while to find an internet DVD rental in HK. Renting, especially internet renting is not so much a thing when you can buy pirated dvds off the street for pennies. I doubt anyone would bother pirating something I would watch.

For roughly the same price as Netflix 3 DVDs at a time, I get two in beautiful blue cardboard packaging, with the sent envelope and return envelope stamped with actual postage. The selection is pretty limited but it'll take me a while to get through it anyway, since it appears my DVD player is broked.

Pray. Play. Pay.

My Chinese associate informs me that she cannot differentiate the pronunciation of PRAY, PLAY, AND PAY. All very important things.

Last weekend when I purchased my hair dryer, the cashier wished me a Merry Christmas. It stopped me in my tracks because I don't remember the last time a stranger said that to me. No sign of Kwanzaa here, and I only spotted a menorah in Ikea.

The picture is from Millenium Plaza, near where I live. Good luck with the last minute Christmas shopping. Pray, play, and pay.

Today's Lesson on Hong Kong

I didn't know anything about Hong Kong, except from what Marie's postcard from high school told me, until I agreed to move here.

Hong Kong was a crown colony of the UK from 1842 until 10 years ago. It now operates as a Special Administrative Region of China, so in ways it is and is not China. HK has it's own government and currency, the HK Dollar, and separate immigration policy.

The temperature is pretty mild but I could stand for it to be colder, since I am walking around everywhere and show up soaked in sweat. Right now it's been in the 70s and will get a little cooler and during the summer top out in the upper 80s. Even though that sounds lovely I anticiate myself being a hot and humid mess.

It's very very very safe here. Even for women, even on the subway, even late at night. But one can't be stupid either.



The big island near the bottom right is HK Island where I now live. The action is in the north part of the island facing Kowloon. There is actually space and beaches and such on the rest of the island. Across the waterway to the Kowloon peninsula is where I work. That means I can take the subway, taxi or ferry to work. I have yet to try the ferry but will do so on a morning when I am not rushed.


HK Island.

Due to the lack of available space, few historical buildings remain in Hong Kong. Instead the city has become a center for modern architecture, especially in and around Central. Dense commercial skyscrapers between Central and Causeway Bay lining the coast of Victoria Harbour is one of Hong Kong's most famous tourist attractions and ranked the best skyline in the world. Four of the top 15 tallest skyscrapers in the world are in Hong Kong

Over 90% of daily travels are on public transport, making it the highest percentage in the world. And there are more restaurants per capita here than any other place in the world, which is why kitchens in little apartments are not a priority. Hong Kong is also famous for having the most Rolls-Royce cars per capita in the world. Was that a lot of "worlds"?

While the traffic in mainland China drives on the right, Hong Kong still maintains its own road rules, with traffic continuing to drive on the left. Similarly, the Hong Kong highway code uses the British road sign system, which is different from the system used on the mainland.

This week I am noticing a heavy amount of spelling errors and grammatical errors. I guess staring at excel spreadsheets all day turns the mind into mush.

My New Home. I'm a Grow'd Up Now.

I've been here a week and I am disappointing my readers because I have not thrown myself into any Kung Fu action. Sorry folks, it's pretty darn safe here. I still plan to overthrow the Chinese Mafia once my Cantonese is strong enough. At the moment I only know how to answer the phone.

The above picture is my street. It's small, pretty quiet, lined with laundry shops and beautiful flower shops so it smells pretty good. That's really important since there is a strong chance you could live somewhere that smells like a sewer or fish market. About where I'm standing is the wine bar which I plan to make my second home. Well maybe third, after the office.


The entrance to my building is in between Pizza Hut and Fresh Laundry. Come up the stairs to the landing and take the lift to the third floor which I occupy entirely. That whopping 320 square feet!


It's pretty much like living in a dorm room furnished by Ikea. It's an older building, but nothing in HK is really that old. They have a habit of tearing stuff down for something new and pretty. I was told that my neighborhood is a nice mix of old and new, and I think I have found just the right spot.


This little place is a little more expensive than my previous Silver Lake domain, but it's still at the very base level in terms of pricing in HK. Yeah, F'ing expensive is right. But included in my rent is the furniture, TV and cable, dvd player, broadband, and weekly maid service. I am also thrilled to have an air conditioner (I think it would be a crime not to have one here), and finally, for the first time ever, cable tv. You may think that is crazy since I love bad TV and I was a former cable tv producer, but Netflix got me through the bulk of it. Yeah, I think I would trade cable for my Netflix back.

The little wardrobe that is my closet is the same style Ikea unit I had as an entertainment system over 10 years ago.


My kitchen consists of a mini-fridge, microwave, and I think I have a hot plate somewhere. Kitchens aren't a big thing since there are more restaurants in Hong Kong per capita than any other place in the world. Although I could stand to make a few meals at home, I've only found a few things at the grocery. Yogurt, bread, peanut butter and jelly, pringles, granola bars and tabasco sauce. And TimTams. Life is not complete without TimTams. If you worked on Uncommon Threads maybe you know of them because Allison brings them from Australia.

I am very comfortable in this little room because it's clean and recently renovated. Laminate floors, new WC all that. Yes I said WC and I mean it because my bathroom is really a water closet.


With fluffy blue towels I hijacked from our former Kansas estate.


And there it is. The elusive shower/toilet combo. There is no designated shower stall, just a drain in the floor and shower head. I got over the weirdness pretty quick since it's a clean and new bathroom. If it were older and creepier I would probably cry myself to sleep at night. The only bad part is I haven't found a convenient spot to put the TP, and the bathroom floor is all wet after a shower. I don't like having wet feet. It's like when your socks get wet. Not for happiness making. And that's why one of my Ikea priorties was a bath mat, outside the bathroom door.

Did you spot the Batman washcloth?

First Weekend in Hong Kong

It has finally arrived. My first weekend in Hong Kong. I was really looking forward to it too, since I was pretty tired and ready to get settled into a new and normal life.

There were things that I needed in order for me to think clearly. A hair dryer, hangers, a bathmat, and mobile phone.

Friday I was in the office for 12 hours when I didn't have to be. I guess I'm a little overcautious about the job, but better safe than sorry. The only reason I realized it was late was because my eyeballs were burning from staring at this giant, bright computer screen all day. I'll have to take some breaks.

I was really really really tired and starving by the time I headed home, so I didn't bother taking myself out for a drink. And the wine bar on the corner had some Christmas party going on, and I didn't want my bright red eyes to scare anyone.

I stayed up very very late to first chat with Pepper, then Mere, then Marie on IM. And then I was completely out for the count and woke up just before 2 pm. It felt really good but I completely forgot they were shutting off our power in our building from 2-8pm. At first I thought it was my fault for running all my gadgets, and I was scared because I hadn't even used a hair dryer yet. And then I remembered, and then I walked down three flights of stairs in the dark. It's the stuff that horror films are made of.

I ventured to Central for the first time and got there in a matter seconds. Within five minutes of leaving my front door, I came upon this -



That makes me really really, really really happy. I can't buy any more clothes because I don't have the space, but at least if I need to I know I can get something cheap.

By this time it was about 3 pm and I hadn't had anything to eat. I was pretty delirious and stopped at the first thing I came across, which was a McDonalds. The menu is pretty simple and the only big difference I noticed was chicken wings. Some McD's also offer sandwiches. I went for a number nine which is an Egg McMuffin served all day! No hash browns though :( I was so hungry I didn't even taste my brunch, but it kinda hit the spot.

I was so wide-eyed cruising through Central that I didn't even realize I had landed right where I needed to be. FORTRESS. I think it's their version of Best Buy, only not so ginormous. I bought a hair dryer there. Check.

My next stop was not that much further. After many many many questions, as I am known to ask, I bought a beautiful new mobile phone. It took me weeks of research to wrap my brain around how mobile phones work in other countries, which, as you can imagine, is a zillion times easier than we make it out to be. It's actually so easy that it confused me. I decided on the phone I thought I wanted the night before (part of the reason I was up so late), and it turned out to be my best choice. The timing was just right. The phone just came out 3 days prior. The phone was kind of pricey but I gave into it because of the 5 megapixel camera (!) Now I hope to not carry around my point and shoot and ipod since my phone has those capabilities, and my shoulder is starting to hurt from hauling around a heavy purse everywhere.

Yes, pricey phone, but cheapy rates. My phone plan is so cheap that it is actually less expensive than what I am currently paying Verizon to not use my phone. And I can call the US for very cheap as well. That in itself was pretty exhausting.

I had to run back home and drop everything off because next on my to-do list was Ikea. I had a little trouble finding it because the road it was on turns, and I was going in circles on the opposite end. I finally found it in the basement of a building. Since I had just dropped a lot of money, and I could only purchase what I could carry, I just got the most needed items. Hangers, a bathmat, corkscrew, and a little tray for me to eat off of.

Yesterday I did some more walking, bought a few things at the grocery, and finally started to unpack.

Here are some more pictures -


A Ben and Jerry's, just in case I need a snack.


Santa in the HK


Mexican food. Check. Now where can I find some Greek?


A cool building near Lan Kwai Fong, the bar hotspot.


A bookstore in Central that carries some books I want to read. My brain won't go hungry for a while.

That One Time in the Phillipines

Time for a backdated post.



Last month during the Thailand/Hong Kong/Philippines power trip, we spent one day in Manila to enjoy some Filipino treats and see family.

That's the Jag store. Unfortunately everything in there is sized for a pre-teen American. I did find a store with items that would fit me. Not Lane Bryant, not Torrid, not with items marked plus sized... this place was simply called Tubby. Should have taken a picture.

I did grab a picture of this:

I'll have to ask them to explain themselves next time.


This is a scrumptious treat that I highly recommend. A flan-topped dessert is definitely for happiness making. Roughly around this time, a government official was being gunned down outside our hotel across the street.


We had a big lunch with a handful of family, and this is me with a few of my cousins. Turns out we all watch Heroes and Grey's Anatomy. And we prefer McDreamy.


The other white meat.

I haven't taken any pictures since my arrival in HK, but things will definitely change now that I have a sexy new phone with an awesome camera.

The King and I

Not just a Rodgers and Hammerstein musical anymore.

I'd like you to meet the King of Thailand. I dig this guy. Everybody digs this guy. He's very well loved in his country and there are funny pictures like this all over the place. I love it.

Wednesday was a HUGE party and holiday in Thailand for his 80th birthday. Unfortunately I left Thailand Sunday.

So instead I spent our birthday at a factory in China! It's what all late (am I now out of the mid-twenty category and into the late-20s category??) 20-somethings dream of right? Anyway, I was very happy to spend my birthday visiting China for the first time.

We only spent the day there, as the factory is maybe 2 hours outside Hong Kong. I don't know I wasn't really paying attention. I got up super early, as this has been a series of super early days, got on the MTR (I have to stop myself from saying metro), and met David at our bus to China. There's a chartered bus that leaves every 15 minutes to China and takes you to the border. It's a little a little bit of a hassle because once you get to the border you clear customs on the Hong Kong side, hop back on the bus for a few minutes, and then clear customs going in to China. Other than that it was seamless.

The factory was in an industrial area not too far from the border, so I didn't get to see much. It was a full day of meetings and we had an excellent lunch. This particular factory is quite massive and like it's only little city with dorms and everything.

I was completely spent by the time the work day was done, and the ride home was pretty exhausting. I didn't have it in me to meet up with some other lady expats having a Christmas dinner in Central. So instead I got back to my new home, dropped off my workload, and walked approximately 7 seconds to the rice bar on the corner. It's a very cute, small, dark, candle lit bar that I just might frequent. They played jazzy music and jazzy covers of An Eternal Flame, In My Life, and a song from Moulin Rouge. And on the monitor The Way We Were was playing! And my wine was 2 for 1 so I had a couple of good glasses for under 10 bucks. It was fabulous.

theloreline is right, I have not been quick with the updates but things will change right now. I'm still getting into my groove.

David left to go back to Thailand, so as of this moment, I am la jeffe de la oficina HK. Fortunately, we were able to hire a Jr. Merchandiser so I am not alone in the office and she can help me with all things Cantonese.

I miss you. I wish you were here. This place is F'ing amazing. How does the song go? I don't care how you get here, get here if you can!

Factory Work Day 1

I fell asleep sometime Friday night on a plane and when I woke up I was in the future. I finally made it to Thailand. My cousin Jesher also works "in the family biz" in the Thailand office so he met me at the airport and we went to see the elephants so he could send his kids some pictures.

Got to the hotel, watched Fever Pitch, passed out. Woke up and had no idea what time it was. Pulled it together to take a shower, grab a sandwich and super yummy fries, and pass out again, this time watching Lucky Number Slevin. This morning I got ready to some awful movie featuring Ashlee Simpson's old nose. Don't judge me on the movies, I have my choice of the movie channel or BBC World News if I want to watch English TV.

I am just about at the end of my first day in the Thailand office and factory, and I didn't get fired.

I now have this vision of Pepper in uniform, scooping me up from some factory line and carrying me away into the sunset to the tune of some Joe Cocker song. Hey, it could happen.

Friendship Night Goes FAR East for the Holidays

I worked. I packed on Sunday. Said good-bye when I could. Ate a good Turkey meal with the fam. And now I am killing some time at the Manila Airport and then I'll be on my way to Thailand.

I could be in my new home in Hong Kong sometime this week, or next, or in a couple of weeks, but it'll be soon.

Friendship Night won't be the same without it's favorite cast of characters, but I know you'll all make appearances sooner or later. I really don't care to make new friends if I could just keep the old ones close. If you are reading this, your are probably my friend, and you have probably met my other friends and you very well know that you're all are made from the best stuff on Earth.

I magically traveled through space and time and somehow tomorrow is Monday which means I have to go to work. To do what I'm not exactly sure. I wonder if I'll have time to catch up on Heroes or The Office or Grey's.

Why is everything below my knees so puffy, and why does the airplane food upset my stomach so?

I miss you already. Howabout visiting me for your birthday?

It's Called Foreshadowing.

The spring before last, I went to Tucson with Lettie while she was being wooed by UofA. We attended a dinner and I sat next to a faculty member who recently moved from six years in Hong Kong. I asked her how she liked it. She said she loved it. I thought maybe I should go to Hong Kong.

I was in and out and around the country for a year and a half with “Clever.” I missed my friends, I missed Silver Lake, and I decided to cool my traveling heels for a little while and take a job at home. However, this was not the universe’s plan for me.

I had a couple of opportunities that never worked out. I pursued a job in SF that would have been a year of production work, and that didn’t work out. But it did get me to thinking that maybe, just maybe I could be ready for a regular paycheck. I looked into government work, which I’ve been thinking about for a while, but since I do not have a Ph.D and firearms skills I’m not even qualified to be a janitor.

The pocketbook had been empty for too long when, before tagging along with my father on a business trip throughout Asia, my mother said, “Why don’t you work in the Hong Kong office?” And I said, “Ok.”

I leave Friday. I’m really excited about going, but stressed out about leaving. I just started packing on Sunday and have not a lot of time left to do so because I just started working in the Northridge office. I’ve squeezed in some time for friends, and I feel like a jerk for not having more time to say good-bye, but that just means I’ll just have to come back soon. Which I will. When I was a recruiter for UofA, and those Valley parents would express sadness for having their children go to school so far away (a whopping 1 hr plane ride), I would tell them that they always come back. And they do.

Bangkok/Ayutthaya/Hong Kong/Manila

I went on this monster trip with my dad but didn't get to do as much as I like because I had to spend a few days in the office and we were also constantly on the move. There was a lot of plane food to be had and I was over that. I was also pretty over the hotel buffets for breakfast. It was getting to us to the point that when we got to Hong Kong we opted for a McDonalds.

Some highlights - riding an elephant amongst the ruins in Ayutthaya, Thailand, wandering by myself via metro around Hong Kong, watching bad movies on the "Star Movies" channel (come on people, they aired Speed 2!), cruising around in a tuktuk to visit ancient ruins, lunching with my cousins in the 5th largest mall in the world (Mall of America does not even make top 10), and the murder of the head of the legal department of the commission of elections outside our hotel in Manila.

I'm so happy to be back, sleeping in my own bed, hangin with the Cougar, and catching up with my friends. I'm terribly jet lagged though. Can't make it past more than a few hours of sleep. Dang.

If You Needed Only One Reason to Love Thailand

I am accompanying my father on a mighty business trip to Thailand, Hong Kong, and a stop in Manila.

On our way to the factory in Simburi (sorry if this is spelled wrong, but my google search is coming up in Thai) from Bangkok I spotted a LIGER mart. I'll do my best to nab a picture.

We left LA Thursday night, was in and out of sleep on the 18 hours on the plane, not counting a layover in Guam and a few hours in Manila. Flights like that are rough especially when you are by yourself or like, in my case, when your father leaves you in the 91st out of 95 rows while he is in first class. It's fine, I guess I'm used to it since he's done this before.

Saturday we arrived in Bangkok, and I was immediately upset when I realized I had virtually no time to see the city. We squeezed plenty in though. Paps and I went to see one of his favorite things, Muay Thai or Thai boxing. He watches it all the time on TV.

Well the signal's a little weak here so more pictures and stories to come.

Bear Down, beeyotch

Oh yeah. OH YEAH. This feels good.

Trojans LOST.

Bruins LOST.

Wildcats? Muthafuckinbeardownbeeyotch. WIN!

This is living the dream. Dear Jesus, please show us salvation on Saturday. Bear Down.

The picture above is Arizona Stadium, my home for two years. My dorm was built into the front, and the Hubble Telescope was built underneath the stadium!

Bear Down Arizona.

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

I finally finished my Valentine's Day Present by my favorite author.

This was a challenge because there was a lot going on and I still have so many questions. I wasn't convinced I actually liked the book until the last 50 or 100 pages when we discover just how far Okada will go for his wife. And as with his other books I really enjoyed the war tales. I still have so many questions.

It's the kind of book that needs revisiting immediately. Even going back to the first sentence made a connection I would have missed. But as I said, the book was a challenge and I'm going to need a Murakami break. I'll just have to pick up the reading guide before all the details are forgotten.

In other news tonight, other than the fires things are pretty good. Had a GREAT night at Cam's. Knitting. Worshiping Keanu. And finally popping in a dvd of Speed. It still holds up 13 years later. Happy to know there are others who know the film as well as I do. It's STILL changing our lives. No really, if I hadn't seen it maybe I wouldn't be a Wildcat.

Also got caught up on The Office thanks to Netflix. There's something about that show that occupies a small, warm and fuzzy cubicle of my heart. I was sad to get to the end of the dvds. Didn't want the journey to end.

So now I have to decide my next adventure, that is, the next book and tv series.

Recommendations always welcome.

My official statement: I've had it!

This me, giving you the bird.

Not YOU silly. I love you.

But enough frustration has come my way that has certainly thrown me for a loop. I am certainly not myself and hope to return in a hot minute.

Didn't help that I had to beat a cold-hearted intruder out of my home. That's when I knew I needed an F'ing break.

Tomorrow we knit and I'll feel less insane.

That Concludes Fashion Week

I was very fortunate to attend a total of 4 (!) LA Fashion Week events through my part-time employer Going.com.



Friday was Gen Art at the Petersen Automotive Museum. It was so so so much fun and it was filled with really fun people.



I would have stayed all night but it rained and I had to haul it several blocks to my car.

Saturday was Eco Nouveau, which was an all day all night event, but I didn't stay very long because mushy peas were waiting for me at the Oleykoski house.





It was getting kind of lonely enjoying all that fashion and fun without any friends, so Monday Marie and I went to the Jordi Scott show at the Vanguard. It was a fun show and there were definitely a few things that we craved. When it was all over they cleared the runway to make room for a dance floor, and as usual, we had the entire dance floor to ourselves! It was a blast and we tried to deny our destiny but once the DJ played Journey we were sold.



I wrapped it up on Thursday at Karl Kani's show at Republic.



More pictures are on Going or here

I love Fashion. And that Concludes Fashion Week.

Alice + Corbin's Going Away Party

Alice left for NYC. Corbin left for Texas. At least New York is cool ;)



It was a full house and a perfect fall night for a party. We danced to Britney and drank drank drank.





They will be missed, but I know they'll be back.

More pictures here

The Road to Vegas

Sorry I'm so behind. Here goes.



I believe it was a Wednesday night. 'Round 11 pm. I wasn't home but I got a message. Something about shooting a pilot tomorrow... going to Vegas. I thought about it for a second. Eh? What the hell. ok.

I had very vague details but I didn't have to bring anything or do anything special and call time was just hours away. When you're excited about something and your thoughts keep you up it really sucks, but I think we all had the same kind of night.

There were four of us in the operation. Me as producer/driver, Nick as camera, Matt and Chris - the brains of the operation as well as stand in talent. The show is about two guys traveling via motorcycle and the adventures they have on the way to their destination. It's really about the journey and to inspire others to get out there.

We started at the Santa Monica pier and 30 seconds into our journey we lost Chris. It was a good start :)



We had a scenic drive down Sunset, made a stop at Hollywood and Highland, and began the journey up Angeles National Forest. I had never driven it before and I was proud of myself for not killing us :)



We lunched at the place at the top of the mountain, kept going and discovered the road was closed. That was a TV moment of brilliance, but not good for the clock. Fortunately we just had to backtrack 8 miles and found our way. But on the way down the mountain we had to worry about Chris running out of fuel since his tank only gets him 90 miles. But he made it out of there ok.

Once on the open stretch, I somehow beat the boys to Baker where we stopped at the Worlds Largest Thermometer. There Chris said the funniest things I ever heard which are maybe not appropriate for a blog but I shall tell you another day. It had to do with how sore they were on their bikes.

I don't even know... It was a long day and 14 hours later we finally got to Vegas.



We stayed on Fremont, dined on the sidewalk since it was late, drank a little and passed out. The next day we slept in, Nick and I wandered around for a little bit and bought silly souvenirs, and we had breakfast at the Peppermill.



It was work, it was an adventure, it was the road to Vegas!