Re: Our Trip to California Cont..

Our Trip to California continues

Day 2, July 2

The next day, we visited Sea World and some other attractions
around the town until 6pm then raced up north against another
bald headed Asian, this time the man in a modified Honda Civic
reminded me of an SCL regular, which I know a few claimed to be
trenched down in this part of the world. He sped away heading to
Black Beach with a couple of his toothless elderly friends.
"Good-bye San Diego," I said, and never look back. (Our
adventure at Sea World and other attractions, i.e., San Diego Zoo
and the Wild Animal Park were typical and not much to talk
about. Let just say that I don't want to bore the readers to
death telling story about dolphins, whales, baboons, chimpanzees,
tigers and how they excitedly jump up and down doing flip or
little tricks here and there to please beer belly bald headed
audiences like myself.)

It took us a good hour and a half cruising on a ten lanes freeway
from San Diego to Los Angeles. We arrived at LA approximately
7:30pm and immediately roamed the Hollywood Boulevard as if we
were part of the Jackie Chan's clan. A good hour into the fun, a
Mexican tourist actually thought I was him, "hey Jackie, can you
do a sky kick?" a toothless grandma with digital camera cheered.
"No, grandma, I'm Phainam Chan, and not your Jackie, Ok, now beat
it!" I shooed the old lady away.

There was not much to do and see there in Hollywood. If I had
come alone I would have sped pass the place on I-5 north and
never looks back. But, Linda and wife insisted we stop by hoping
we would run into a movie star or two and take home some frenzy
autographs. A good hour or two later, however, after running
from one shop to the next the only infamous autographs wife got
were of my own signatures on the credit card receipts amounted
somewhere around $1,100 and climbing fast. By 9:30PM, many shops
had already closed, but wife and daughter didn't show any signs
of giving up their newly found "Hollywood" lavish life style.
Exhausted, "wife, lets go to hotel," I finally gave out a line
signaling I was tired and needed to go to bed, but only to be
ignored. Instead, "you crazy husband, kids here," she responded
pretending to misunderstood my plea. "There are about 100 shops
to go," she then excitingly told Linda while strolling a few good
yards ahead of me and Alan who impatiently dragging our tire legs
along from behind. Don't know what else to say, Alan and I both
looked at each other in exhaustion. I know Alan wanted to go
swimming at the pool by our hotel we booked earlier on Universal
Dr. I told him we would go back to hotel and swim with some half
naked white girl right after mom and sister came out from the
last shop. "Son, we will go swimming after this," I promised
Alan. But, after hearing mom and sister cheer of 100 shops more
to go. Alan's eyes sank in defeat. "That's it, we have to
leave!" I wowed while sped up a few good pastes to catch up with
wife and daughter attempting to show wife a collection of my
autographs collected so far, "look wife, come here, look, Brat
Pitt just signed me an autograph, here look!" I exulted with
bright smile. Wife and daughter ran back, "really, where, where,
let me see!" they both jumped up and down and cheered, excitingly
like a widow and her teenage daughter who have just won some
hundred million dollars lotto jackpot. Minutes later, however
after carefully examined the sum of autographs, wife face turned
from red cheering to fainting green. "What is wrong?" I asked.
Wife didn't respond. "That's not Brat Pitt's signature, is not
it?" I continued with half grin. "$1,500, whatta freaking did we
buy?" she finally turned to her daughter and asked. Linda didn't
respond. "Never mind..we go back to hotel now, this place is
crazy, too expensive, no more shopping, we go sleep hotel now!"
she commanded in retreat. I turned to Alan and gave him a wink.
By 10:15PM we were back at the hotel doing back butterfly along
the pool with handful of half naked old white ladies. One of them
winked at me, immediately I left the pool and went to bed.

The next day, we visited Universal Studios and tour the place
like any tourists would have done taking photos of faked jaw,
earth quake, tidal wave, King Kong wrecked rubber train, whatnot
with oohs and aahs here and there. More than that there is not
much to tell; it's simply a park full of adults and kids alike
spending the entire day standing in line to watch, errr, another
person standing in the line next to another person? We ended our
tour on a Mummy Returns. I wasted my only meal, which I believed
was a chilly hot dog on that ride, wew! That was enough for me.
By 10:30PM we hopped on I-5 north and drove straight to
Sacramento.

To be continued

Phainam
8/24/05
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