Although I only spent about 36 hours in Los Angeles, with a chunk of that time dedicated to work stuff, I have to say I accomplished quite a lot. Between a stroll for lunch with coworkers (that’s right, I just equated walking with probably one of the least pedestrian-friendly cities in the US) and a couple hours of downtime, I have a pile of pictures to share with you.
Highlights included some return-worthy restaurants, the Grove – a combination of upscale shopping and fabulous farmer’s market, tons of unique stores, and Bill Clinton dining in the bottom of my hotel. We spotted the secret service and paparazzi hanging out in front of the place, where the latter snapped a picture of me and my friend. I’m about 99.999% sure it was to test the lens or something. Even so, I think that’s the first (and most likely last) celebrity shot of me, ever.
I spent most of my time in the West Hollywood/Beverly Hills area, specifically on 3rd Street. Nope, I had no interest in hitting the super high-end boutiques on Rodeo Drive. Instead, I enjoyed wandering into random shops, whatever piqued my interest. Whether they offered cute leather skirts, weirdly endearing Darth Vader cartoony books, or a heavy-duty metal owl bottle opener, each merchant had plenty of things that caught my eye.
With brief excursions to Westwood and downtown LA, I didn’t make it to the short list I’d drawn up in the previous entry. So, just like with NYC, I have unfinished biz. Adding in the fact that I have friends to visit out here, I’m absolutely coming back to the City of Angels. I’m not really sure what I expected it to be, but I liked it more than I had imagined.
Herewith, my “drive-by” documentation:
In my best Ahhhnold voice (and appropriate for California)... "I'll be baahhhk."