Los Angeles was the kind of place where everybody was from somewhere else and nobody really droppped anchor. It was a transient place. People drawn by the dream, people running from the nightmare. Twelve million people and all of them ready to make a break for it if necessary. Figuratively, literally, metaphorically — any way you want to look at it — everbody in L.A. keeps a bag packed. Just in case.
― Michael Connelly
Top down, hair blowing in the breeze, my man looking handsome in his jacket and Ray Bans as he points the mustang convertible in the direction of West Hollywood. Three days in Los Angeles started with a bang.
Another incredible first for me, America!
Sheryl Crow sings how it feels…
This ain’t no disco
It ain’t no country club either
This is LA!
All I wanna do is have a little fun before I die.
As we cruise through the streets and along the superhighways, swirling around those incredible spaghetti junctions, I feel like I’m on the tele. There is a sense of the familiar as all those things I am so used to seeing on the box in our lounge room are suddenly real. Wide roads lined with tall palms, the tufts of green palm fronds atop long skinny trunks, tropical and beachy, feel a little contrived in amongst the city buildings. The street signs we’ve known about for years, Melrose, Santa Monica Boulevard and of course, we are staying on Sunset Boulevard!
My love pulls the Mustang into the driveway of the Mondrian and the Valet appears instantly, a huge smile and a wonderful warm welcome. I am about to learn just how good service is in America!
We check in, drop our bags in our room and head straight and head up to the hotel restaurant, Ivory on Sunset, for a late breakfast, early lunch. A perfect spot to really take in LA.
Looking out over amazing views of LA while we munch on very yummy breakfast burritos and sip on mango pineapple smoothies. An afternoon rest was very much needed after a very long flight and to be ready for our dinner reservation.
Tip the world over on its side and everything loose will land in Los Angeles.
– Frank Lloyd Wright