Hello again, we've arrived in Fiji!!! It was really strange flying across the International Date Line, cant really work out how the time difference works but we've come to the conclusion that Phil is going to have to stay up until 4am Sunday morning if he wants to watch the Liverpool match. Not a lot to report about Fiji except that its very very hot. The hostel we had booked on the Internet minged so we've moved next door (Gemmas choice!!!) to a brand new really lush hostel/hotel. All the fijian's seem very friendly, we were greeted at the airport at 5:30 am by a trio of singing dancing fijian men. Think they were collecting for charity, unfortunately they were awful. Anyway to wrap up our whirlwind tour of LA we spent the final day up at Santa Monica, the beaches were perfect but the highlight without doubt was the walk down Venice Beach Promenade. There were street performers, weird and wonderful shops but mainly just freaks littered all the way along the promenade. Muscle Beach was fairly dissapointing as there was only one woman doing the weights. We've come to the conclusion that the only people who use public transport in LA belong in an Institute, on our many bus and train journeys we've suffered rappers, preachers, old people taking far too much interest in our life history and absolute loons who shout out random obscenities. Saying that though the transport was really cheap.