Sqirrels, men in black, pirates and a dancing cow.

Ok, so who knew that I would be having so much fun that I wouldn't be able to find time to update my blog? Thats just crazy! Instead, I've spent the last 2 hrs replying to emails thats i've left dorment for more than a few weeks. Now that I've got that out of the way, I am here to update on my progress so far. Two weeks have past since I left Oz and it started out fairly rocky as I caught I cold and a sore throat a few days after landing in San Diego. Thats all in the past now and it's hard to get me to sit still now, there is so much to see and do.

I'll step back a few paces though and travel back in time to when I was still in San Diego...

The time, 7am Monday morning, the place, Balboa Park. The aunt and uncle have gone off to play golf and I'm left at the gates of the San Diego Zoo which doesn't open for another 2 hrs. What do I decide to do? I start following all of the sqirrels down a very deserted path that leads me down into a small valley that is very serene but slightly creepy for its lack of human populace. I go as far as I dare and turn around to head back up the path when I notice this very suspect character walking out of the bushes, dressed all in black and showing signs that gravity wasn't his friend that early in the morning... my thoughts... "oh crap, oh crap, oh crap"...

I start walking towards him as if nothing were amiss...

Then I think better of it and walk/run up the nearest hill away from him into a kids playground and back to the safety of the zoo and the morning joggers... "fwew... *gulps for air*... that was a close one..."

ok, that was probably the lamest, scary moment ever, but I think the fact that I wasn't really awake at that time made me panic more than I needed to. It also didn't help that I had been reading my friends 'worst case scenario travel guide book' the day before. Thanks heaps for that one Jamie. I'm having nightmares about runaway camels and giant leaches!!!

I'll leave you with just one more story before I go. It goes something like this: "Hi, this is my cousin Tessa from Australia. She just spent all day sailing with pirates in the Great Salt Lake..."
(to be cont.)

I'm off to Ogden with my cousin Helen right now. My fingers are crossed that I'll spot another dancing cow today :)