Cali, day 5

Naturally, the first stop that we wanted to make in LA was in Beverly Hills. That place is nothing short of a monument to American capitalism. They should just paint dollar signs on the sidewalks to complete the picture. Still, I must say, the sights are very impressive, and every single house seems to have its own personality. Especially this one:

Next, we proceeded to the Chinese Theater, and, unbelievably, got a parking spot right across the street!

The area is the biggest tourist trap ever, but we still had fun roaming around.



We then bough a star map (a worthwhile investment, I kid you not, and went to see something that I really wanted to see while I was in LA:

By the way, the view on the other side of the Hollywood sign is stunning!

We spent what seemed like hours driving through LA, moving from one celebrity house to the next. It was very eye-opening to realize that celebrities, the deities of American life, are actually people like you and me. People that live in humongous houses, true, but human beings nevertheless.

We stopped by Britney's former house, Swartzneiger's shack (or his gate, which prevented us from bothering the Governator), and ended up at Ozzy's TV-nized hangout:

As if this wasn't enough, we proceeded to Muscle Beach to show off our stuff... which, for me, served as a bitter reminder to get back into the gym. After eating late lunch on the broadwalk, we called Kathy Seyama and Jeff to finalize our San Diego plans, and went south.

I'll stop here - we already did enough to fill several normal days, and the San Diego part of the trip deserves further discussion. Besides, I'm tired of typing ;p