Rodeos, "Wankers" and Disco Saddles

So much for the daily blog...our first week has vanished in a whirlwind of fun and LA commuting! We're now on our first night in New Yawk and time to recap LA and our stay with Andy and Sandy in San Dimas.

Our visit coincided with the San Dimas County Rodeo - the good 'ole boy experience of bucking bulls and horse barrell racing and cowboy hats galore was actually alot of fun and Jase rose to the challenge of some pretty good  action shots.

We went to the local bar, Montanas, which had advertised a swing dance night, but the rodeo cowboys dominated and it was a country waltz night, beneath the sparkling splendour of the disco ball  saddle

We had earlier fortified ourselves with American pancakes at the International House of Pancakes, served by a friendly young chap who, upon learning we were Aussies, happily proclaimed himself to be a wanker - until we disabused him of the notion that wanker was synonymous with Yankee!

Of course we did Disney Land, which the girls LOVED and we all  had a lot of fun at. 

The highlight for me was Space Mountain, a roller coaster ride in the pitch dark spinning past planets and comets - Andy and I both screamed like girls the whole way round and Jase piked out altogether having reached his peak of fearlessness on the Star Tours ride!

 

Tour Guide Andy did a wonderful job of taking us to places we would never have dreamed of ourselves including a spin on San Dimas lake in his neighbour, Albert's, boat, chauffered by rev-head Francesca. 

We went to  beautiful Paradise Cove in Malibu one relaxing afternoon and kicked around the surf, but alas the rich and famous never strayed from their private beaches adjoining nearby.

The only celebrity we met was the totally trashed director of some film called "The Boys and Girls Guide to Getting Down" (which we all pretended to have heard of), at the exclusive Magical Castle, a truly unique and amazing labyrinth of secret magic and delights in Hollywood. The pickled director happened to be Maltese so he and Jase had an instant bond. A very special night.

And if you think Jase looks chuffed with himself at Paradise Cove, you should have seen him after he bought himself his long-coveted LA male fashionisto cap, on Melrose Avenue.  Look out Perth - some LA style is coming your way soon! (hats of all descriptions are very much the male look of LA). 

Anyway, we've left the endless LA freeways behind us (and the HOURS of commuting) having had a most wonderful time with Andy and Sandy and their very lovely friends and already the girls are missing their Uncky Andy and Sandy and the princess ponies and Penelope the pot-belly pig!

Thanks for having us guys - I miss you already too!!