Anaheim

Unfortunately we had to leave San Fran, and after dealing with Airlines again (groan) but this time getting our way, we arrived in LA. This time on arrival at LAX, we knew where to go and weren't needing to wait for public transport as we were hiring a car with GPS. Now, I know, LA traffic can be terrible, but thanks to two people in the car and carpool lanes we had NO problems. I love carpool lanes.

ANYWAY

After being adored by some Subway staff over lunch (and Esther proceeding to spill her drink everywhere on their floor) we arrived at our hotel, which turned out to be really good. As it was owned by Australians and as we were Australian (and still are), the guys at reception was mega nice to us and kept telling us how they reserved us a room that opened out into the pool. So much so that after being in our room for 10 mins they called us up to see if we could see the pool!
We rested all afternoon because that night was HOCKEY NIGHT! We went to the Honda Center to see the Mighty Ducks! They lost to the Vancouver Canucks but I ate giant pretzels and was happy.

What I have dubbed "America Belly" had well and truely set in by this point. It's a phenomena where after two and a bit weeks in the USA your body just starts rejecting food unless it's a bread based product. Pretty bad.