Moving on up the I95 state to state, the trees are turning to gold and red.
It’s cold now, and maybe too cold for flip flops, which sucks. And I guess tgere is no need for air conditioning until next summer, winter is nigh.
Welcome to virginia our thirteenth state.
Right now we’re driving up from rocky mount to D.C. and still enjoying the journey. The last two days of just driving have got boring, but we have a little bit of a schedule to keep to. They’re pretty hardcore reminding drivers not to speed, do we beleive that the radar detector is illegal?

It’s been a few days. After I last posted alan had a trip to the sea at night, I’ll let him explain this.
Then we drove up to key largo to venture off to the reef. I had my first experience scuba diving, which was fucking awesome. There were sharks, lots of coral and fish. I took some photos down there, some are pretty cool, a lobster tried to have my camera off me, and a moray eel was pretty peeved to be invaded. I was real lucky to have an ex-dive master/driver/instructor as my buddy, so I was in serious safe hands, thanks donna.
Dive sites were pete’s reef 35ft and … 55ft. Not bad that the camera is guarenteed to 33ft and it’s still going strong.

Next up came Miami. I guess we should have expected really, but through lack of sleep were not prepared. Our host rafael from venezuala is a party crazy animal. He has a disliking for chilled out people, and a love for techno.
We went to vegabond, pretty cool, beers for a buck. Three rooms, girls there to steal your drinks.
So Raf raves on about girls. He dent introduce us to his mates, people in Miami are very pretentious, but we met some nice guys. Alan left first through tiredness, and I lost Raf at some point. That left me chatting with Carlos. Oh yeh, there aren’t many Americans, or White people in Miami, an definately not that club. Well I have to say that my favourite Hispanic accents are the colombian and Peruvian. Carlos and I spent time meet people, girls mainly, guys seem to be homophobic and unfriendly, and I ended up dancing with a cute Peruvian girl. So I got a lift home, can’t complain.

Saturday once we’d all managed to get out of whichever beds we woke up in, the three of us headed on down to little havanna for brunch, which was rather lacking in choice for me, c’est la vie. Then on to Miami beach city. A break in the apple store gave us Internet acess. Also something greatly needed, I bought an iPod speaker system. So out main gripe with the car, for we haven’t worried about 12mpg, is the radio can’t maintain a constant volume. So the ghetto fix is to play music from the back seat via a 12V adapter, bangin’ mate!
So after some mighty boosh we made ready to go out, a little rum for the journey, chat with some hobos, and back to vegabond. For good or bad they had vodka drinks for free. I had a good chat with a policeman out for a party. I wouldn’t like to live in a city with such corrupt police as this man, but he was fun, having lost his home in katrina. Of note is alan befriended a hobo later who lost his family and hone in katrina.
So we went to see Bassnectar play in another club. I don’t remember, alan tells me that we had lots of fun, and I have a photo to show for it. All I do remember is accidentally putting my elbow through our hosts glass door in an attempt to get in. Well oops, glad he sees the funny side to it, because it’s pretty stupid

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