Adian and I left Sam behind at the hostel to fly back to England that night, and we headed for the bus station to catch a bus just up the road a bit, to Tijuana. 48hrs later our bus pulled into Tiajuana bus station. The long trip gave me time to reflect on an incredible couple of months and to ponder what was instore for me in England. Taxi to the border town of Ysidro and spend hours on a Sunday afternoon trying to cross the border with about 50,000 mexicans. We finally got to the front of the line, passed security checks, then got stuck. My visa was still valid, but Adian who had flown into Mexico City got sent back, leaving me sitting in the dodgy street for another couple of hours with all our stuff. Adian finally got through and we jumped on a bus for LA. After a 3 hr bus ride we arrived in everyone's favourite part of LA, downtown LA about 10:30 at night. Hung out it the dodgy bus station while we waited to get picked up by Adain's mates. We had now been on the road for about 60hrs straight and we're a little tired when Jeff and Ben turned up. But a few Bud's waiting for us in the car soon got us going again. Back to Jeff's house in hermosa beach, to partake one of the greatest games ever, beer pong. Slept very soundly on the couth that night.