Hey guys.
Sorry I haven’t been posting for a while – it’s been really hectic so I haven’t
even had a chance to check my account for a couple weeks. So here’s what’s
happening: I recently got back from Los Angeles, in the U.S of A. This came as
quite a surprise, because you see, I only found out I was going to LA on the
Thursday evening, and we left on the Monday morning. It was a last minute trip
because my Nana, who lives there, recently got very ill, so we were there for
ten days to visit her, armed with serious jetlag and overweight suitcases.
I know, I
have been REALLY bad about posting – I really have had NO TIME. So, I will have
to start right from the beginning and give you all the stories and events that
have taken place, starting on Day 1:
Day 1 –
April 7th:
We left
for the airport at 11:30 am. Our flight to Johannesburg departed Cape Town
International at 3 o’clock, and we arrived safe and sound two hours later at
O.R Tambo International Airport. That flight was really hard for me because we
had to say goodbye to my Dad back in CPT at the airport because Papa Bear
unfortunately had a business to run and could therefore not partake in the
great trek to Los Angeles.
Our next
flight was at around 7ish (I don’t quite remember the exact time) to Paris and
it was on Air France. It was probably the best flight I have ever experienced.
We flew the brand spanking new A380 (double decker plane!!!) and the food was
great, there was plenty of leg room, TV selection was awesome and the overall
service and flight was top-notch. Oh and they served ice-cream on the plane so
how can that not be thumbs up. I watched a couple movies, slept for about four
hours and then somehow managed to keep myself occupied for ten hours until we
landed the next morning at Charles de Gaulle Airport, in Paris – Oui!
Day 2 –
April 8th:
We landed
in Paris and had 5 hours in the great Land-O’-French. We walked around for a
bit and decided that hey, we were in Paris! And with that we decided to pig out
and order regular croissants, chocolate croissants, danishes and of course, Le
Macaroon. Oh, the joys of biting into a genuine pistachio flavoured macaroon!
After finishing our Pastry Fest, we walked around some more and found that
there was a free art museum in the middle of the airport. That’s right, an art
museum in an airport: only in Paris.
-- It
should technically be Day 3 now but because of the time differences and stuff
like that, it is still Day 2 --
We flew
Delta on another 10 hour flight to Salt Lake City in Utah. It was a day flight
so it was light the entire flight, which meant that Simona did not sleep a
wink. We arrived at a tiny airport surrounded by giant snow peaked mountains
and soon got onto our final flight to LA.
The fight
was two hours long so I just read Divergent (AMAZING book by the way – review
coming soon) and soon we landed in La-La Land, California. We got to Nana’s
house (she wasn’t there – she was still in hospital), ate pre-roasted chicken
from the supermarket down the road and went to bed, exhausted.
Okay, so
I feel that this could get very tedious if I just continue giving you a
minute-by-minute description of what we did, so here are some pictures of the
highlights of the trip: Enjoy!
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| Tea and Pastries at Paul in Paris. |
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| Macaroons: Pistachio and Coffee |
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| The snow-peaked mountains of Salt Lake City, Utah. |
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| 3rd Street, LA. |
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| 3rd Street, AKA Hipsterville. |
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| Studio City, Los Angeles. |
Simona xx
PS. Coming soon - LA street art.
