Chantal came to visit me over the long weekend - her first true visit to LA. I was pleased to be her tour guide, especially since there's still so much I haven't seen/done yet. I picked her up at LAX on Friday night, and since we were both hungry, we went to Cafe 50's. Open late and always great, or something like that.
Chantal said my hair looked nice, so she took a photo of it.
Back at my place, we had a slumber party and got silly.
The next morning we were up bright and early - 10am, ha - and set off to hike in Griffith Park. Of course, that's what the rest of LA was doing too, but it was a gorgeous day.
The Hollywood sign is totally blurry, but it's there.
MCB lives up the street a couple blocks, so he biked down and met us for lunch.
These dudes were playing dodgeball, which looked pretty awesome.
Everyone stops to marvel at this house that has a suspended single room.
Chantal stuck her head up this cone to see what was there, and a seagull came roaring out, right at her. Hilarious to everyone who saw it, not so much to her.
The skate park is hours of fascination.
Our parking meter was about to run out, so we ran back to the car through the canals.
After a much-needed shower, we headed to Hollywood so that Chantal could experience the joy that is Amoeba. She collects old jazz records, and I assured here that Amoeba would have exactly what she was looking for. Shore 'nuff, they did.
Afterwards, dinner at Chan Darae.
We found a photo booth and took terrible photos of me, gorgeous ones of Chantal.
Found a purple rug in 15Twenty
And ate some cupcakes from Vanilla Bake Shop that we picked up earlier in the day.
They really are the best.
They really are the best.
1 comment:
this makes me want to book my next flight. like for cereal reals. xo
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