A day of Travel

LAX is a place of girls applying make up, cream, and smells for hours and hours on the plane and in the airport. And people yelling at other people about problems they can't fix. It's also a place to eat airport pizza with some Itallian strangers that don't speak english, though they were nice, at least it sounded like they where. 10 hours there and I was ready to leave. I had a 13 hour flight where I watched Citizen Kane while eating my Vegitarian Hindu meal. It was actually really tasty. I slept a lot, and sat next to some really nice french canadian fashion designers. And today, monday for me I lost a day, I finally made it to New Zealand and through customs. I met some new friends from holland at the Bus stop and we made our way to Nomads Hostel, and that's where we are now. In the heart of Auckland. I'll post again tomorrow probably.