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i had a great time in california. the only way it could have been any better was if i could have met up with isabel or pamela. neither happened.
monday: hung out for a while after the plane landed. had some dinner at el coyote (ostrich tacos, which was so effing good).
tuesday: went to grauman's chinese theater only to find it closed for a premiere. i think this was tuesday. i have my days all messed up. we saw the italian job and a lot of takes place near the theater we were sitting in. fucking cool. we saw the budget rent a car where we rented our car. kick ass. had dinner at uncle ryan's, holy shit, is he a good cook.
wednesday: we went to the california science center. tons of fun. went to beverly hills and shopped at one of the malls there.
thursday: went to venice. tasted the ocean for the first time in my life. dorky, i know. oh well. went to "roscoe's waffles and chicken" for dinner. had waffles and fried chicken. odd, but good.
friday: saw james dean's star. drove as far as i could to griffith observatory (which was like 200 feet away from it). got really sad. went to graumann's again and got to actually look at the hand and foot prints. my hand fit perfectly in marilyn monroe's print. excitement. went shopping at the farmer's market and didn't buy anything. had japanese for dinner and hated it. disgusting.
all in all, fantastic time. i forgot some things, so i will just edit this, i think. i really love my uncle. he is so fucking cool. and i really like his fiancee too. she was so nice. i cannot wait to go back, maybe next summer.
monday: hung out for a while after the plane landed. had some dinner at el coyote (ostrich tacos, which was so effing good).
tuesday: went to grauman's chinese theater only to find it closed for a premiere. i think this was tuesday. i have my days all messed up. we saw the italian job and a lot of takes place near the theater we were sitting in. fucking cool. we saw the budget rent a car where we rented our car. kick ass. had dinner at uncle ryan's, holy shit, is he a good cook.
wednesday: we went to the california science center. tons of fun. went to beverly hills and shopped at one of the malls there.
thursday: went to venice. tasted the ocean for the first time in my life. dorky, i know. oh well. went to "roscoe's waffles and chicken" for dinner. had waffles and fried chicken. odd, but good.
friday: saw james dean's star. drove as far as i could to griffith observatory (which was like 200 feet away from it). got really sad. went to graumann's again and got to actually look at the hand and foot prints. my hand fit perfectly in marilyn monroe's print. excitement. went shopping at the farmer's market and didn't buy anything. had japanese for dinner and hated it. disgusting.
all in all, fantastic time. i forgot some things, so i will just edit this, i think. i really love my uncle. he is so fucking cool. and i really like his fiancee too. she was so nice. i cannot wait to go back, maybe next summer.