Hollywood II

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Today we cruised into Los Angeles via the 405 and very quickly made a wrong freeway exit (always a tense moment for me ... the official navigatress) but, soon found ourselves back on track again, and cruising through Bel Air (who wouldda thunk..) and on to Ventura Blvd.

Our trip destination was the Amp Shop, a music boutique Los Angeles style, right on the corner, where Jay wanted to check out Bogner Amps. So, after quite a trip, we arrived at their closed and barred doors only to read a small typed paper stating that they were all at the NAMM show (go figure) Jay was 'irritated', and I felt his pain, but we had parked so we walked the street for a bit.
Ventura Blvd. is very similar to an exaggerated Whyte Ave. (which is actually very cool) and about 10 times as long with Ferrari Dealerships ... the exciting moment for me, checking out a Rodeo Drive Consignment store, with Versace and REAL Louis Vutton bags (the prices seemed just as ridiculous to me)

we made our way from there, directly towards downtown in hopes to see the Hollywood sign and maybe cruise down the strip (without getting out of our car) We made it to Sunset strip, and went back up Hollywood Blvd. (the one with all the stars on the sidewalk)

and then drove as close as we could to the Hollywood sign, we snapped a couple quick pics before heading back down to the

Hollywood scene...which is really surreal in itself. Very much like a carnival that doesn't close and only gets meaner and more demonic as night falls.
Jay and I were both very tired at this point and we ended up at a Denny's in Norwak (which is where we are staying tonight, and incidentally, seems a 'little' rough... but we're playing tourist, so we're not too worried).

Tomorrow is back to the NAMM show for the last day -- maybe we'll try to find the Amp Shop there, but then again maybe not =)

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