My Day in L.A.

There are literally bucket-loads of things happy campers can see and do in Los Angeles. It's a pretty big city which sprawls on and on for city block after city block.



There's the L.A. Zoo, because oddly enough zoos are always on the top of peoples' lists of Things to See While I'm in Another City. Or if you want to see wildlife of a different variety, go to Disneyland. Ah yes, Disneyland. The tacky joy of plastic fairy tales. Talking rats, dogs on two legs, flying elephants. Someone was on drugs!



Then, of course, there's the reason why everyone goes to L.A. Movies baby! Take in the sights, take a tour of Paramount Pictures and rub shoulders with stars and celebs. Yes, the good life. Schnarfing a line with Paris, exchanging child-rearing tips with Britney, trying to understand street vernacular with Snoop. Yup, you've made the big time when you hit the big screen.



But no. Not me. I had to get up early enough to catch a glimpe of Dawn's crack (as a friend so eloquently puts it), hawl ass to the Vegas airport to catch a 7am flight to LA, get picked up at LAX by someone who will be interviewing and scrutinizing me for the next few hours, get caught in gridlock traffic, eat breakfast near the intersection where the bus in Speed gets blown up, head to Santa Monica, interview, write a copy test, interview with someone else, go for lunch and be accused of being a liar by a ponytail-donning waiter because he didn't hear me say "chicken" when I ordered my CHICKEN caesar salad, back to the office, chat some more, hop in a cab, chat to the Moroccan cab driver, run through LAX, board a bounce-alot jet to Vegas, and that's MY Day in L.A.

When do I get to see talking animals and movie stars? Oh wait, whenever I want, down on the Strip!

Disclaimer: pictures were taken from flickr.com so please don't suse me - I've credited you