Hollywood Boulevard

Day 121

Gross. The streets are dirty. Everything looks like it's sticky and full of bits of trash. There are countless homeless and panhandlers on the street harassing people for money or to buy tickets to go somewhere. This is not what we imagined. 

The walk of fame was a complete letdown. Many of the stars are broken and the black tiles around them were missing pieces. We had even seen a few where they were patched with straight up blacktop to fill in the gaps. Katie damn near rolled her ankle on an unmarked hole, and there were countless others that just had a orange cone in front of the problem.

The tour buses were downright ghetto. They were just vans that someone cut the top off with a zaw-zaw and placed some padding around the sharp edges. Most of them were dented and had paint scraped off along the side. Katie elected to spend some of our hard earned cash at the Wax Museum on the main street. It was a nice distraction from the trash outside.

Walking up to the figures was actually a little creepy. The majority of them looked pretty good and the shiny glass eyeballs made it seem as if they were looking at your soul. By far the Samuel L Jackson figure was the most lifelike. We spent an hour tooling around looking at the sculptures before we hit the streets once more. 

With the "Walk of Fame" out of the way we dropped back down south towards home. On the way we stopped off at the Farmer's Market. It was a nice stroll through overpriced stores and fruit stands.

The highlight of my day was seeing a $300,000 rolls royce phantom wrapped in chrome with the word "VIETRAW" on the side. It was even complete with two red dragons on the hood. Think of it as the ultimate middle finger to stuck up assholes who drive a 300k car.

Overall our take away is this. Hollywood sucked. Don't waste your time and go somewhere else.