Jul 26, 2011

I Would Walk 500 Miles

A very belated last instalment to a great adventure. The last recorded destination was Custer National Park in South Dakota, so lets jump straight back into it... if i can remember.

~Bryce Canyon, Utah~
To avoid any more of those awkward near death moments while hiking with the boys, i went on my own adventure to see the 'hat shop'. I was assured by the guys that there would be some kind of sign to inform me that i had made it to my destination and it was time to turn around and walk back, but thankfully i ran into a group of hikers who told me i had actually passed it 10 minutes back... on a second inspection, the 'hat shop' should have been fairly obvious!... maybe hiking just isnt a skill i posses.


By the end of the walk, i was very thankful i didn't attempt to hike with the guys because 10 seconds after we reunited, I took my eyes off of them for a single moment and they were gone already!!! pfft.


~Zion, Utah~
Zion wasnt anything too strenious, thankfully!... to be honest, i only had my eyes on making it out alive so i could go to vegas!!



~Las Vegas, Nevada~
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. But here's a sneak peak :)






~Sequoia, CA~
There were lots of very large trees. I believe one of them was named General Sherman. But who the hell cares about tress when there are bears!!!






~Yosemite, CA~
This park was recommended to us by several people and is said to be one of the most beautiful parks in the world.... All i can remember is mosquitos.... mosquitos, mosquitos, a swamp, and then more mosquitos. There were swarms of Lady Birds which i thought was pretty cool, but nothing really made up for those damn mosquitos!




~San Francisco, CA~
San Fran, by far, (from what I've seen) is the most beautiful of the United States cities. The city hills, Lombard St, the Golden gate bridge, Fisherman's Wharf and Pier 39. Unfortunately, we didn't get to go on a tour to Alcatraz because it was all booked out, but it was still a lovely backdrop to a day at the pier.








The land of the Irish.
When there is a free barbecue for the newly imported Irish and you decide to attend, there is one thing you should keep in mind... DON'T try and keep up with the Irish and their ghastly drinking habits. It will inevitably end in disappearing Dutchmen, wet socks, taxi searches and a day spent forcing the driver to pull over so you can say hello to your stomachs insides. Fiddly Dee Potatoes <3


Los Angeles, CA
Oh, LA... Hollywood, Beverly Hills, Warner Bros... There are no words, so i will let the pictures tell the story... and not because I'm too lazy to type!... only a little.







And a suppose after almost 6 of the best months of my life, that is the conclusion of the UeScApade.

Thanks for listening, folks. 
Over and Out x

2 comments:

  1. Raquel (your loved Spaniard)July 26, 2011 at 11:53 AM

    1. I should have been there with you when you left the boys and went by your own :(
    2. I can't believe you were in Central Perk! (at least you know 'Friends'!)
    3. I love this blog so you'll have to go back to America and keep it updated!
    4. It's still hard to read that our American adventure is over.

    Ps. Don't play I don't wanna miss a thing while you are driving (I did it and, believe me, it was a mistake!).

    I think that's all I had to say so far...

    Oh yeah, I MISS YOUR PRETTY FACE!

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  2. Wow.. You actually found the energy to finish the last blog? I didn't do it.. Just the facebook foto upload en that was it.. Love the pictures and your story.

    miss you!

    The Disappeared Dutchman

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