mondays suck!

It's the worst day of the week by far. Honestly, the world would be a better place if we didn't have Mondays. So you can imagine my excitement when my plane took off from LAX on at 10:45pm on Sunday and landed in Australia at 6:10am on Tuesday -- I did it. I skipped Monday. And there is NO WAY to describe the feeling -- a mixture of euphoria and airplane turbulence -- sheer bliss.

So after a short regroup, the cast went straight to work. Ashley, Monique, Vanessa and I had an entire country to inform about HSM, and only 6 days to do it in. Not only were we short 2 cast mates, but we were jetlagged to a pulp. To make things worse, I couldn't speak Australian for the life of me . . . kidding, kidding.

First stop, the Taronga Zoo. Now, I've been to a zoo before. I've seen the Lions and the Giraffes and the Zebras. I've watched the gorillas play around in their glass cages. I've seen the bears mosey back and forth in their pseudo-forest habitats. I've even had monkeys throw poop at me from their pens (They missed. Barely.) Yes. I have been to the zoo. Still, as we handed over our tickets, I could sense this was going to be a very different experience.

Instead of a zoo keeper, we were greeted by an "EMU" -- A very large, "ostrich" like Bird that resembles the raptors from Jurassic park. This was fine... accept for the fact it was OUTSIDE ITS CAGE. It was huge, mean, and to make matters worse, Vanessa and I almost knocked it over walking in the entrance. As we stood nose to nose with the monstrous animal (which could have taken our heads off at any moment) I instantly forgot my jetlag, and was amped to continue the tour. I mean, any zoo that has giant, man-eating birds walking freely on the grounds has to be somewhat cool.

After I single handedly scared off the Emu and saved the damsel in distress, we headed over to the Kangaroo exhibit. Our guide let us "ooh" and "ahh" for a few moments before unlocking the gate and shooing us inside. Inside. Inside the cage. WITH THE KANGAROOS. Believe it or not, we were instant homies. I was chillin with 3 of Australia's coolest marsupials. We hung out, drank water, ate foliage, talked about the weather, hopped around a bit... you know, kangaroo stuff. On a serious note, at one point, the largest Roo stood up and tried to "Box" Vanessa for no apparent reason. I tell you, on its hind legs, the thing was monstrous, and had a better stance than Muhammad Ali. Only one thing raced through my mind as Vanessa stood there face to face with the heavyweight champ . . . awesome.

To be continued -- next week. I'm off to see X3. After meeting Sir Ian Mckellan (Magneto), I'm semi-obligated to see it in theaters. This is day 1 of 7 of my trip to OZ. peace, love and boomerangs.

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