My trip to Los Angeles was fantastic. It was such a long day, literally sounding like a dream. But reality did however strike, once I checked my bank account.
My day began in Phoenix when I woke up at 4:00 a.m. because like every great gentlemen I needed to make sure I would be properly attired not only for the airport but to walk all over Los Angles in a day. What I though would just be Airport -> Beverly Hills -> WeHo -> and San Bernardino (where I stayed with an aunt of mine), turned into Phoenix -> Ontario -> Irvine -> Beverly Hills -> WeHo -> Rancho Cucamonga -> and then finally San Bernardino. If I wasn’t wired from the Venti Caramel Macchiato that I got at the airport, I’d be pretty Black Swanny, or terrifying.
But you won’t believe what I scored in the vintage shops in LA! I’ll make a post soon as soon as I’m home and not on the road 24/7. (I also don’t have WiFi and I’m posting this from Circus Circus, Las Vegas because we just happened to stop by).
However the journey was yet to end. Now I’m in Las Vegas, exploring the place that I used to live at and hated. Boy have things changed...