Venice Beach baby!!! hang out get a tattoo shoot some heroin and eat out of a trash can. Thats the real L.A. experience. But that’s just one mass opinion ;) Definitely not mine.
I arrived late at John’s place in West L.A. around 1pm not because I couldn’t find the way (had my Tomtom with me) but because John came home late. No blame on you John it was my bad giving you such short notice and you were that kind to host me anyway.
Unfortunately I parked the car not LA like that night. Wrong direction and one tire at the sidewalk which was red collared. Not a good idea. In the morning I had a 110 Dollar ticket. Thanks LAPD for this nice welcome present. But not a problem I am still at the beginning of my trip and I still have money ;-)
It was the Halloween night when John, Davide (the Italian guy) and I went to the Westhollywood Halloween parade. Dressed up of course. Davide was a women’s doctor, I was the chef from hells kitchen and John was a condom. BTW Davide was responsible for our costumes ;-) It turned out to be a blast. So many people, girls, guys, gays, transvestites and other species. One of my best nights ever. I like.
I was told LA was pretty shallow, very not personal but my LA experience was totally different. John and Davide rock. They are more than just the nice guys from the neighbourhood.
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