True to my luck, my computer refused to turn on during my entire trip, but once back in VT it has been behaving perfectly. So apologies for failing to come through on my promise of regular updates during the trip.
My adventure began with meeting the fam in LA. Getting there turned out to be one heck of an ordeal. I spent most of Friday evening in Urgent Care waiting for my roommate and then didn't go to sleep before my bus which was scheduled to leave at 2:15am. The bus didn't actually show up until after 3am and the bus driver kept asking me if I had more winter clothes at home because I looked cold, but there was no way I was bringing my big, LL Bean coat to California.
The bus took a good 6 hours to get to Boston, but I had some time at the airport to get something to eat and read some "for fun" books. My transfer through Memphis was uneventful as was the flight to LAX, but after my recent travel luck, I was ok with that. I then had a shuttle to the hotel. I was sitting behind the driver and creeping on his GPS/passenger tracker the entire time. While I was supposed to be drop-off #1, the slew of Romanian hippies got dropped off first and I got the first-hand tour of Los Angeles's sketchiest hotels. Woo.
After nearly 21 hours of travel and no food for almost 13, all I wanted was to be horizontal and stuff my face with any kind of sustenance. Good thing the parentals had a pizza waiting for me when I got to the room. And Baby Bro was so excited to see me that he almost put down his video games. Almost.
The next day we spent at Universal Studios with Cousin Josh going on rides and seeing shows. The only real roller-coaster there is The Mummy ride and of course, just as Josh and I get on the ride, it shuts down due to "technical difficulties." So we wait it out for nearly 20 minutes while the uber chatty 8-year-old next to me tries to talk me down because I "looked scared," but he'd been on the ride 5 times already that day and ran to get back in line as soon as we were done.
Dinner at the Hard Rock follow and Baby Bro got royally embarrassed when the waiter pulled him to the front of the restaurant to publicly wish him happy birthday. Bahaha. At least you got a free ice cream, dude :)
My adventure began with meeting the fam in LA. Getting there turned out to be one heck of an ordeal. I spent most of Friday evening in Urgent Care waiting for my roommate and then didn't go to sleep before my bus which was scheduled to leave at 2:15am. The bus didn't actually show up until after 3am and the bus driver kept asking me if I had more winter clothes at home because I looked cold, but there was no way I was bringing my big, LL Bean coat to California.
The bus took a good 6 hours to get to Boston, but I had some time at the airport to get something to eat and read some "for fun" books. My transfer through Memphis was uneventful as was the flight to LAX, but after my recent travel luck, I was ok with that. I then had a shuttle to the hotel. I was sitting behind the driver and creeping on his GPS/passenger tracker the entire time. While I was supposed to be drop-off #1, the slew of Romanian hippies got dropped off first and I got the first-hand tour of Los Angeles's sketchiest hotels. Woo.
After nearly 21 hours of travel and no food for almost 13, all I wanted was to be horizontal and stuff my face with any kind of sustenance. Good thing the parentals had a pizza waiting for me when I got to the room. And Baby Bro was so excited to see me that he almost put down his video games. Almost.
The next day we spent at Universal Studios with Cousin Josh going on rides and seeing shows. The only real roller-coaster there is The Mummy ride and of course, just as Josh and I get on the ride, it shuts down due to "technical difficulties." So we wait it out for nearly 20 minutes while the uber chatty 8-year-old next to me tries to talk me down because I "looked scared," but he'd been on the ride 5 times already that day and ran to get back in line as soon as we were done.
Dinner at the Hard Rock follow and Baby Bro got royally embarrassed when the waiter pulled him to the front of the restaurant to publicly wish him happy birthday. Bahaha. At least you got a free ice cream, dude :)
My fave picture from the day was this gem; 3 dogs rocking sunglasses in the back of a pick-up :)
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