I had a Monday morning flight to Portland Oregon so I decided to skip the early morning 405 south parking lot and stay with a friend in Culver City Sunday night.
We did some people watching at Costco, had some Mexican (again, I’m the only one that likes this place) at On The Border, discussed our frustration with the world and she tried to teach me how to hula hoop (with a giant hoop). The appliances in her living room were scared, very scared.
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On Saturday we woke up dark and early before the sun in order to catch our Uber to LAX before 7am. We were flying southwest and had checked in the day before right at the buzzer, the instant we were allowed to, but still ended up in C group. When we finally lined up we […]
Our train arrived in Paris after sunset and we tried to use the “easy” subway system we experienced in London and Brussels but were quickly stymied by a glitchy machine that wouldn’t keep English selected past the initial screen. Kind of a problem for figuring out what to buy. Belgium even had a guy walking […]
We reached Brussels before sunset, perfect for checking out the Bourse Christmas Market. We’d picked the right lodging in some ways and the worst in others. The hotel was right next to the market and the hub of the city, but it was also somehow very loud at night with clanging and banging and strange […]
poo-ying?
no big daddy dj, not pooying. i’m taiwanese, not thai :p
So…..what’s 1500 miles among friends?
cindy