It shouldn't go without mentioning that my awesome little brother, Chuck, came out to LA for a visit over his spring break. He flew in on Sunday and left last night. It was hard to see him go.
A quick summary of his trip:
Sunday: Picked him up at the airport. Drove around Venice for 2 hours looking for parking. Gave up and went to Santa Monica to cruise around the 3rd Street Promenade and eat some din-din.
Monday: Headed up to Griffith Park and Observatory. Walked up a very steep hill to find that the Observatory is closed on Mondays. Ate at Yogurtland. Twice.
Tuesday: Read Bibles in front of the Scientology org. When we were done, went back to where we left the car to find that it was gone - got towed. Rode with two other ladies whose car got towed in the tiny cab of another tow truck to the impound lot. Pay $207 to get the car back. Still have to pay the $148 parking ticket. Ate dinner with the men of the Guadalupano Homeless Project at DM. Chuck discovered a general dislike for stuffed peppers.
Wednesday: Went to the Getty. Awesome place. Amazing art and beautiful gardens. Ate dinner at Teresitas (local Mexican restaurant) - tortilla chips and tacos, yum! Went to a presentation by Leslie Gelb about American foreign policy (not as boring as it sounds!)
Thursday: Stopped by the Museum of Natural history, where Chuck's dream of seeing a T-rex in person was realized. Also starred in the documentary they were filming - twice! Enjoyed El Pollo Loco for lunch, tried to find the La Brea Tar Pits (where they found a bunch of dino fossils) but just wasted a bunch of gas in the process. Drove 15 miles ( = 60 minutes in LA traffic) to Griffith Park again. Walked down a hill. Then back up it. Took a third trip to Yogurtland and brought Chuck to the airport.
I cried the whole way home.
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