Emillie’s first international flight today. Direct to Los Angeles. She kept Alphonso company as they shared a coffee.
Karol Oakley and I landed after a 13 hour flight and hit the whirlwind day tour of LA. You have 14 minutes at muscle peach at the Pier. Zoom past Venice beach – 20 minutes for a quick shop on Rodeo Drive. A thankful hour at the farmers market for lunch. The flowers were stunning.
Very hard to go from dirty, homeless smog to fake glitzy facades but that’s the way Americans roll.
On through Bel air and Beverly Hills until we got to Union square and more tourism with Indian dancing and market stalls.
By the time we get to Hollywood Boulevard we are exhausted and have 40 minutes to see the glitz and glamour. So fake it is almost sickening. Just tourists and fakeness as far as the eye can see through a sea of people. The Hollywood sign made all the more depressing being reminded that one of its claims to fame is a girl jumping off the H after failing in Hollywood. Very Sad.
So much of the tour was about who overdosed where. A quick pass by places and
The desperation of people and hopelessness was caught beautifully by Karol in a photo of a man on a park bench with head down.
Interesting day. I saw the many sides of LA and Emillie had fun getting photos taken with Mickey Mouse!
The shower is looking good after more than 30 hours since we left home.