So, after sleeping in on
Monday I woke up starving and without food. Worst nightmare ever.
I had a Spark and shake and got to work unpacking my clothes. I have a lot of storage space but I
also have a lot of clothes so unpacking caused more frustration then I felt
like dealing with. I abandonded my
efforts, took a shower, and navigated my way to West Hollywood. It takes like 15 minutes if people just
DRIVE! I know I’m not from LA but I have a GPS and common sense. Immediately you can tell who is from
the area and who isn’t… just follow them for a block. This one car literally changed lanes every block for five
blocks… what’s your problem??!! A-hole.
I drove around West
Hollywood with no purpose. Just
what I needed. I stopped at the
Coffee Bean for a bit, because that’s what Britney Spears would do, and people
watched for a good 15 minutes.
After half my latte I decieded to see where Santa Monica Blvd led me. Guess where it drives straight to…
Beverly Hills. Literally, right
past the Beverly Hills sign and Fountain.
I thought I was gonna die.
I drove around some side streets admiring the beautiful homes and
prestine landscaping quickly realizing that reality would probably never allow
me to park my car one of those driveways.
So back to Weho I go.
I went to Tender Greens
for lunch and stuffed my face. It
was soooo good. I met a real
estate agent there who was decked out in labels and huge sunglasses. She was absolutely fabulous. However, she did ask me if I was cold
in my flip flops… I replied ‘It’s 73 degrees…’ Then she asked me why I wasn’t
drinking with my midday lunch… I replied with ‘I have NO idea!’ She ordered me
a glass of wine and we chit chatted for a hot minute. Having a few more glasses of wine gave me the balls to go to
the Happy Hour at The Abbey. I had
no idea what to expect.
The Abbey is restarueant,
bar, club, local/touristy hangout.
I think its famous. Or at
least a lot of famous people go there.
When I took a seat at the bar I was informed that Elton John had just
left. So immediately I decieded I
was at the wrong place. But
everyone was nice-or maybe it was the cocktails. In LA when you get off work, most people go to Happy Hour
for drinks and dinner instead of sitting in traffic. Then go home and crash.
I learned so much about
LA in one day. When people find
out you just moved they all have little pieces of advice for you.
On the way home I
stopped by Trader Joes and stocked up on much needed sustinence. I made a Paleo dinner and passed out
early. Haha.
This was literally my
life my first week. I ate lunch at
a different place everyday. Found
another good Happy Hour or just went to The Abbey and went out. It was amazing.
Tuesday I went to my new
gym and actually contemplated not joining a Crossfit gym and going to like an
LA Fitness… what was I thinking.
Crossfit has done so much for my life and body… I blame it on the
alcohol.
I have experienced so
much…
So this was a Post I
Just found on my computer from my first week in LA. Thought it would be good
reading. More to follow.
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