...until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard. - Sheryl Crow.
Picked up the tiny Chevy we've rented for our stay. Kimi named it Twinkie. As soon as we got it we were off to explore. We didn't take GyPSy with us - this car didn't even have power locks or windows, so how could it possibly protect our GPS from theft? So, we decided to rely on basic maps & dumb luck.
After following CA Route 1 north past the Beaches (Redondo, Hermosa, Manhattan, Venice) we headed back inland to find Hollywood Blvd. Kimi got a map of the blvd from the camp store, & was trying to get me to find at least one of the cross streets. Turns out Santa Monica Blvd is a good bet for finding other places. It took us through Beverly Hills into West Hollywood. We eventually found La Brea, which brought us up to Hollywood Blvd. We found on street parking a little past Mann's Chinese Theater & walked back, staring at the ground reading the stars on the Walk of Fame. We stopped by the Virgin Megastore, which is interestingly near the Fredricks of Hollywood (I'll let you muse on that a bit).
We went into the Hollywood Wax Museum, which was interesting, but no where near as high in quality, or quantity, as Madame Tussauds in NYC or London. Admission price included going across the street to the Guiness Book of Records Museum. Kind of busy & cheesy in its display of information, although we found a film clip of a million dominoes falling in a crazy-cool display to be absolutely hypnotic.
We stopped at a Whole Foods on our way home & replenished our produce stores. Then, home & a movie: Shreck II, which has a fun scene of Shreck, Fiona & Donkey arriving in downtown Far, Far Away as if they were arriving in LA, complete with a Farbucks on every corner. Somehow, it seemed appropriate.
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