We got to the LAX airport early in the morning. It was weird because when we got to the airport we were on American turf and airport staff were no longer smiling and telling us “G’Day” but just telling us “That way…” with disturbed looks on their faces.
After much waiting around for the entire group we headed to the domestic terminal, only to find out there was no where for us to stay during our 10 hr layover so we walked back to the international terminal—found a squatting ground and got some food.
I got to use my cell phone- talking to a bunch of my favorites. We played a card game while the girls left the airport to go to some bodybuilder beach.
We got to check in 4 hrs prior to our flight and went to our terminal. One of the girls, Sigler was on another flight so she left us there. We sat in the terminal and looked at pictures and rested until our flight around midnight.
It was a 3 hr or so flight and I was sitting by a middle aged guy. He talked about his family and fishing trips and made fun of the movie I was quite excited to see—“Holiday.” He was nice though.
I didn’t sleep at all.
Craig and I chillin in the airport
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