After arriving at the LAX, I chilled a little in a 'relaxing zone', I guess that's how it's called and had a little bit of a rest, but as I didn't know what time I'd be picked up I couldn't really sleep so I waited til around noon when I called Pantcho and he said he was on his way. He, too, was having a big day getting his medicals done before his next fight on the 17th of September. He picked me up with one of his fighters called Steve, Brazilian lover as well, and among car travels around L.A. and me passing out at the doctor's waiting room and car we made it to Murrieta at 5 pm.
Looks like a desert, climate wise I mean, therefore warm. the U.S. feels like Australia in a sense, just cause I haven't adapted yet and definitely the fact that I haven't slept for more than a day has a lot to do with my retardation/jetlag.
Excited to start working hard, tomorrow was the plan but I am reconsidering. I'm going to bed now and I'm gonna write more when I can think straight.
Looks like a desert, climate wise I mean, therefore warm. the U.S. feels like Australia in a sense, just cause I haven't adapted yet and definitely the fact that I haven't slept for more than a day has a lot to do with my retardation/jetlag.
Excited to start working hard, tomorrow was the plan but I am reconsidering. I'm going to bed now and I'm gonna write more when I can think straight.
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