Royal wedding party usa

The last few days in and around the house at Santa Cruz, building our little party area in the back yard ready for our royal wedding party.

Before coming out to the states I promised my friend Alex that I would go large on a fast food meal while out here. So I had the option of choosing where to go to eat and as Jack in the box was the first place I ever ate in the states when I first came to California two years ago I thought it was only fitting to supersize a Jack in the box meal.

So heres my meal - I should probably state that the burgers aren't full size but otherwise it was a very large meal. I am satisfied.

Santa Cruz and Beyond

Home on Clay Street

Late coachella pictures

late coachella pictures

Lauren and George go to Whitecastle

So today is 4/20 and California doesn't have any White Castle burger shops, so when we found white castle burgers in the freezer at Safeway we had to buy some.

So with 16 burgers in the oven ready for consumption I soon shall be a happy bunny. So to all you Harold and Kumar fans out there, just get readymade White Castle burgers, its so much easier!

Also while I'm here I am definitely going to listen to Regina Spektor sing Samson. Upon the start of the song I will eat Wonderbread with fresh Californian avocados while sitting on the porch relaxing on an old rocking chair.

Perfection.

Just woke up the morning after our long drive from Coachella to Newport onward to Santa Cruz. I guess I should start by saying Coachella was awesome and a totally different experience to any festival I have ever been to before. We cued for hours and eventually got to our pitch after arriving in a field to cue - which was essentially an unintentional big pre car party to warm us all up for the festival. Just arrived at our pitch, Its bizarre because everyone is set a pitch - which you have to pay for, or you have nowhere to sleep! And I must admit I didn't like how all the pitches are all neat organised lines of parked cars with the tent infront. Not the usual mashed together maze of guide ropes and tents to trip over at most English festivals. 5am friday and I'm off to bed.

Woke up today and really understood that when I had been told that it was hot, it really was. At close to 100F I decided to whack on the old sun-cream to help minimise my english skin turning a shade off Lobster. Boiled.

In the next few days I saw lots of bands which I won't be bothered to rate as they where all frankly brilliant and I think that there are enough self confessed music critics on the internet as it is, without me rambling on about what I think is good. Everyone should be entitled to there own opinion.

The strangest thing for me about Coachella was the pure consumerism of it all, oh and the security. Upon entry Everyone gets their car and self searched and any minors - under 21 will have alcohol confiscated. Any glass bottles will be confiscated. Not the most welcoming thing for a festival. As I'm 20 we had to smuggle our alcohol in which was quite fun! And talking of security, when you went into the main area you where searched. They wouldn't let you take in bottled water ran by Coachella, so you have to pay for bottled water inside they can make more money.

We've just left after several hours of cueing to get out. The drive home to Santa Cruz drifted by to the sounds of our the XX, so all was good.

Its 5.00 am on thursday 14th and I have just got up to get my bus to the airport. I'm going to America and a long flight awaits but when I fly into LA I'm heading straight over to Coachella to spend the next few days festivaling in the desert. This means no rain - for me, a festival first.