While in Las Vegas we have been half heartily following the Michael Jackson trial. They put the pictures and audio evidence on TV. I wasn't expecting them to show the picture of him dead on his hospital bed but they did. At this point in my legal opinion all I can conclude is that his doctor is a douche, and Michael Jackson is cool.
Heading to LA today, so we need to visit the Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas sign this morning, its not too busy so we get our snaps then push off.
Mark sees an abandoned water park on the way to LA so we make a wee detour. All the slides have been taken out so there's no fun to be had here. Actually ... there's no one around, it'd be rude not to play with some firecrackers. Tried to light the whole box but it was really windy and wasn't happening. Same goes for the sparklers BOOOOO!
Made our way into LA, we figured we might as well go back to the motel we started at because it was cheap. Got a room there, just so happens to be a million percent better (and the same price) than the first one we stayed in for a week. Whats. With. That.
Americans take their Halloween super sized serious, with a side order of crazy. They have specific superstores with every costume you could ever imagine. If you want to go to a party dressed as a flasher with a giant penis sticking out of your jacket, you can. Or if your party is less for molesters and more family oriented, a packet of M&Ms could do just nicely. Everywhere we go theres a Halloween store, come see our airplane hanger full of nick knacks, its fantastic. Should be easy to find one, right? Well we all know the answer to that question is, wrong with a capitol W. GPS said he knew where they were so we just followed him, turns out he's a dirty lier. So we pack that idea in, and go to the nearest mall for a browse. Oh look ... a Halloween mega mart at the mall ... glad we wasted all that time chasing a wild goose, only to find that freaking goose, at the god damn mall. After all that, I will say that the shop was pretty cool.
Theres nothing else going on so we casually stroll through the mall ... No, we don't want an electronic smoke with Ed Hardy on it. No thank you, we have no use for silly putty. I already have a watch, I don't need a knock off, but thank you. I'm from New Zealand, but I don't want to smell your perfume, cheers. No I haven't moisturised today and im sure what you are selling is great for tattoos, but we're good. Yes you F'ing C word, we have a F'n iPhone but we would rather you all just F off and leave us in the F alone, cant you see we're trying to avoid you annoying mother F'ers. I did however buy a jacket from the Kardashian collection at Sears. Not to be confused with their shop 'Dash' where they only let a couple of people in at a time and sell hideously over priced pieces of material to people with too much money. So there ya go, a little lesson for ya. Kardashian at Sears is in no way, the same thing as Dash.
We decided to take it down a notch and go see a movie, that'll be nice for a last official night in LA. We got a popcorn and he asked if we wanted butter. By that question we were under the impression that the popcorn started off plain, then they added the butter if you were so inclined. We were wrong, he must have squirted at least a litre on that already sufficiently buttered medium popcorn, OK I'm exaggerating. We went to see 50/50. **Spoiler alert** Funny then sad, then funny for a while, sad for a wee while, funny then really happy.
Back to 'Good Nite Inn' for our last sleep *wipes a wee tear from eye*