Going Crazy with the Freakshow in La La Land
Trip Start May 04, 2011
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Hollywood Museum was ok. Main thing I wanted to see was the original Hannibal Lector cell set from Silence of the Lambs. This was cool. The remainder of the museum focussed on Mr Max Factor who's make-up HQ was here and all the rooms dedicated to various hair coloured celebrities – brunette room, reds, and of course blondes where Marilyn Monroe was the star
Despite this, it was good to travel into the main city area and see how the normal LA people live. The Grammy Museum is next to the Staples Centre (stadium) and very high tech. Lots of music history with focus on LA and if u are into the creation of recorded music, then this had heaps of interactive tools and booths where u could record ur own tune. I decided my talent is exclusively for the shower and car. Their main attraction (well, for me anyways) was a collection of Michael Jackson memorabilia – his original jacket from Thriller film clip, suit he wore on album cover, and clothes
From there, I trained/bussed to Rodeo Drive, Beverly Hills! Thank god I preloaded the public transport map to my phone before leaving Ghana – very handy these smart phones. My bank once again put a hold on my credit card, so I was on the phone to them most of the bus trip, while one of the LA freaks sat across from me singing what was playing on her MP3 player...or maybe it was just the voices in her head. Getting off that bus on the corner of Rodeo Drive was pleasing in more ways than one. We had briefly passed thru Rodeo Drive on the TMZ bus tour I did on day 1, but I needed a closer look.........it seems I looked a bit too close because my credit card sure got a work out. I bought a belt from Mont Blanc and a weather proof jacket from Ralph Lauren. It was cool to buy stuff in these stores and have the sales people pander to you and take my bags, bring me coke, and generally tell me how much I will need that jacket for your Quebec City trip. Oh, how sucked in I was. But it was half planned cause I was always going to buy something to say I got it on Rodeo Drive. But I left that famous road with 3 bags and a mind wracked with guilt over the price of the jacket. It is a good jacket tho...lots of pockets.
Ok, now for the irony of the trip so far
My 3 nights in Long Beach was welcomingly more relaxed than Hollywood
I booked a hotel in Bev Hills at last minute and was a great bargain for only $99+tax and just steps away from my guilt at Rodeo Drive. Even more a bargain when u consider Long Beach was $209/n and that is, well, Long Beach. Still feeling a little rough around the edges from the previous night out, I dumped my stuff and then mustered up the enthusiasm to go for a walk around the streets of 90210 and admire the fancy houses, palm lined streets, and rich bitches with the tiniest dogs (which u even have to mind your step in a department store for fear of stepping on a Chihuahua). I kept my eyes peeled for a celebrity, but none to be seen or none that I recognised anyways. I’m sure they were checking me out tho.......as I took photos of their house they were probably calling the Beverly Hills Cop himself to arrest the povo person walking their exclusive streets.
I got locked in a secure ATM booth for a moment, had a couple of drinks at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel (Pretty Woman hotel) where I had a really good chat with a 53 yr old woman who is a social worker with a million dollar rock on her finger, and then had dinner at a restaurant next door to one where Michelle Obama was eating (in town for Nickelodeon Kids Choice Awards)
I had found a club crawl event on a website before I left Ghana and thought this would be perfect for my last night in LA. After debating the idea many times in my head, I finally committed and taxi’d across to Hollywood where I met a large crowd all keen to party. We went to four different clubs with express entry and no cover charge (paid $25 to be part of the event). Drinks were expensive, music was crap overall, it was raining, and the clubs shut at 2 am just as I was getting in the mood. It would’ve been 10 times better if I was with people I knew. I did chat to a couple guys from Aust, and a few others, but it seemed everyone was out on their own night. My head hurt the next morning as I got up to taxi to LAX for my flight to Canada and start a completely different part of this adventure.