Yesterday was a long day with only a few hiccups. We learned very quickly that the exchange rate is far uglier than it was the last time we were in the States. So when rental car companies take a "little" bond... It converts to a rather large one. And when the hotel doesn't tell you that they are taking a US$95 per day bond....it then wipes out the travel card completely.
Oh well, the very helpful hotel manager certainly had words to his Receptionist who was more interested in telling us where to get drunk...handy, kinda, not really...Certainly not on the top of the list after a day of travelling and minimal sleep. It was also fascinating to hear all about the Receptionist's love of various Australian skaters. Quite frankly, I couldn't give a f..k! But hey, feel free to over charge my card by US$500, and thanks so much for reversing it, I am sure we can make good use of the currency by the time it is available...when we are home next week. Dickhead.
It is almost impossible to get a spot by the pool unless you are up at 8am reserving it and as for a quiet time... The rave / house / doofdoof started at 10am. It would be almost acceptable being some disco music, you know a touch of Donna Summer... Not sure what the kids are listening to these days. So, in lieu of a seat by the pool, we opted to sit out the front of our room on the grass..... The grass where Guest's dogs happen to crap....and can't be f..ked to pick it up afterwards. Nice to see some of the furry friends running around, makes us miss our little bundle of trouble more. Shame their owners have no idea.
Anyhow on the brighter side of life.. we had a fab flight on Skippy's 747-400. Friendly, engaging and organised service a really lovely experience. Ryan knocked off 4 movies, I managed 2. The 2.5 hour drive from LAX to Palm Springs turned into a 3.5 hour trek, that Los Angeles traffic leaves the Gateway at peak hour for dead. Our hire car turned out to be a convertible Beetle... A little camp indeed, but lots of fun.
This morning we went for a quick walk about the block. This place is a renovated exposé of what happened in the 60's and 70's.... And it is nice to feel young (in comparison to many others here).
Clyle had a quick peek around the 'hood too. He is brought to you by the letter 'S'.
First impressions of PS is that it is very funky, relaxing (apart from the hotel pool party thing that is going on).
The time in the sun was not too bad at all, just super noisy and a little on the nose after 'Fluffy' dumped a surprise next to us.
Yep, we are in the middle of nowhere.
Later we will venture out and explore...and lose the cranky-pants in hope of finding some serenity. Oh the serenity.
Although really disappointing, I know we will make the most of it. Two words. FACTORY OUTLETS.
Maybe time to take advantage of the free transport here...
Things could be worse...
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