I'm not a Tourist, Either.

FW2 is here and we braved the LA traffic to head into Hollywood and see famous things. She got innumerable pictures of signs: Sunset Boulevard, Bel Air, Beverly Hills, and the big Hollywood sign. I found directions on line which gave us a great view. Then I ran into an "Estate Sale" sign that led us up uP UP into the twisty, windy, narrow roads if the Hollywood(land) hills, which was quite entertaining for me, at least. I bought a half dozen rolls of strapping tape and some other stuff and FW2 was pretty patient with me. After that, we headed back down to Hollywood Blvd. in search of lunch.

The food quest could have gone faster but ultimately worked out really well. After driving out and back looking for food, cruising through the tempting Thai Town, and bypassing Armenia Town, we found a great little place called "Little Devil", or something like that, about 4 blocks east of the Kodak theater. We parked next to Harrison Ford's sidewalk star. The food was excellent so we didn't mind the price. The service was friendly and there were many patrons in the eye-candy category. (Naturally the least candy like guys were (a)sitting near us and (b) discussing IEEE.) When we went to leave, I asked a "where do I find tourist thing X?" and the waitress's jaw dropped and she said, "I didn't peg you for tourists at ALL! And I can usually spot them a mile away." It made my day :)

After that we took our tourist stroll, ran into a huge block of people, the set up of the red carpet premiere for "Ratatouille", got some snaps then headed back home. We almost beat the rush hour traffic. After a short time out of the sun, we headed up to a book club friend's house for dinner and margaritas. Good times, good times. We're heading for SeaBee days tomorrow and meeting up with more book club ladies. I don't think FW2 is going to get a lot of rest on this vacation! Although she is asleep now. Be vewy, vewy quiet.