SoCal for five days

Trip Start Feb 03, 2006
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Trip End Jun 20, 2006


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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

After leaving Sayulita, it was about eight hours by bus to Mazatlan. We arrived in Mazatlan about 10 pm, and had to leave the next morning for the airport at 5:30 am, so we decided to just crash at one of the hotels surrounding the bus station. We lucked into a cheapie with a/c, but also with the added bonus of the a/c unit above us dripping water onto the metal casing of our unit. Andrew decided to put a pillow out there, but I objected, so we compromised with one of our towels. It muffled the incessant pinging quite nicely. We thought that the bathroom smelled a bit funny, but wrote it off to sewer gas (they never put p-traps in the showers). However, after we woke the next morning and went to grab a taxi, we discovered that this was just the smell of Mazatlan. Think dead fishies and poo.

From Mazatlan, we flew to Mexico City and had a spectacular time waiting eight hours for our next flight. Boring boring boring, and they charged over $3 for a beer. We perused endless selections of identical merchandise at a plethora of duty-free shops. Yech.

We got into LAX, rode a bus over to the international terminal, and were through in the time it took to stamp our papers. We could easily taken a backpack of weed through customs for all they cared. After repeated cell-phone consultations, J.W. and Julianna finally found us amid the bedlam that is LAX.

J.W. lives nowhere near LA. It doesn't look that far on the map, but it sucks. Basically, any time we wanted to go on an outing, we had to drive for over an hour to get anywhere. It would suck to live down here. Big time. At least they have a/c in their vehicles.

We spent a day at Venice beach watching the freakies, wandering around, and taking in street shows (ie a juggler on a high ladder and a group of break dancers). After the calm of the beach in Sayulita, Venice beach was insane. It doesn't seem like a relaxing time to sit around with so many other people.

We dined at Pink's hot dogs, a LA institution since 1939. They have about 40 varieties of hot dogs and sausages. Tasty. J.W. had the chili cheese dog, while Andrew had the Chicago and New York dogs. Julianna and I had Polish sausages. Cheap meal.

Sunday we attempted to go to dim sum in Chinatown. We got there a bit late in the day, and they were closed until dinner. (Closed from 2:30 to 5:00) We wasted about 1.5 hours wandering Chinatown and drinking bubble tea (which J.W. and Julianna both hated--they said it gave them stomachaches), then went back. Julianna was a bit sketched out that the restaurant got a "B" rating by the health department, but we decided to brave it. Then we discovered that they were only serving a special (read: expensive) Father's Day menu, and that there was no dim sum. We left, disappointed. Instead, we ended up going down the block to a chinese place, Yang Chow, that specializes in "slippery shrimp". Basically, deep-fried, breaded shrimp in a spicy sweet and sour sauce. Yum. The restaurant was packed and there was a line, so we figured it would be a good bet. Nobody got sick.

Other than that, didn't really accomplish much, other than a lot of time spent looking out the car window. We went and saw both Nacho Libre and The Break-Up. Nacho wasn't as good as Napolean Dynamite, but still funny.

We're flying back to Boise tonight, then on to McCall tomorrow. See you there if you live there! Oh, and we still haven't written the Lists Entry, but we will get to it...
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