So there wasn’t any infamous LA traffic and we arrived at LAX at 6.30am for our 10am flight. Dropped Robbie and Mo off out the front of terminal 1 with the gear and then the GPS decided to fuck Oscar and I around getting the caddy back to the hire place. First it tried to take us to Compton before taking us literally around a block, 3 kilometre trip to travel probably 400 metres and we got it back. Jumped on the empty full size courtesy bus and got back to the airport for check in. The lovely SW airlines ladies helped us repack our bags to keep within the weight limits then it was security checkpoint hell. Shoes off, jackets off, they may as well strap the gloves on and shove a finger up your arse.
We sat around for three hours then enjoyed the oddness that is cattle call seating. It’s a bumrush for what ever seat you can get on the plane. Bizarre.
I slept lots on the plane and woke up in El Paso.
This is where we began to discover southern hospitality, fuck people are nice in Texas, from the security to cleaning people that you bump in to! Mo and I saw Keith Morris from Circle Jerks and went and got a photo with him and stuff which was rad. Also a really nice guy.
After another seating battle and flight we arrived in Austin. It was about 25 degrees and wonderful. Picked up a hire car from the overly friendly Brenton (he won’t lie to you) and then fought with the GPS until we got to the Hodge Lodge. Chris (and Frenchy though he was actually in Melbourne) was putting us up for the week and we were welcomed with more open arms. After a shower or two we hit downtown and went to Casino El Camino for giant burgers. Oh, the parking lots here don’t have meters, you stuff folded up notes in to a big metal box (please use your keys or the stuffer provided)
The burgers were amazing and massive plus you get a giant pickle with each meal here so I’m in heaven, then it was home and back to sleep.
