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Los Angeles: day 3

On Wednesday 7 April we checked out the hotel rooftop swimming pool (closed for refurbishment, boo, although they offered to drive us to their sister facility if we wanted to swim), then went for breakfast at Koo Koo Roo at the end of our street, forgot to tip only to realise it when, once outside, we waved goodbye to our waiter through the window. Does one tip at that kind of place where you order and pay at the till, get your own drinks, and a waiter only delivers your order?

We walked back to the hotel to pick up our car and drove to The Grove. We weren’t really going to do shopping malls but this one was recommended by our LA friends, in particular for its farmers market. I’d also found out that it had an Apple and an Abercrombie store, so we polished our credit cards and headed to the gay geek mecca.

We played with iPads for a while. I’d get one if I had money to burn, and even then I’d find it hard to justify its utility as I have an iPhone and a 13in MacbookPro, both of which make me happy every single day.

We spent all of two minutes at Abercrombie, really uninterested. They had a nice sale on at the Gap though.

We then headed to the roof at the top of the shopping centre parking lot and finally spotted the Hollywood sign, after spending most of the previous afternoon looking for it. It’s far, far away. Good thing Stuart got a pair of binoculars from his parents for his birthday!

On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Kmart to buy beach shorts. I had packed our Speedos with us, but I knew that they’re a no-no on US beaches – American are modest! We also stopped at Whole Foods where we got some fruits for dinner, among which some Muscatel grapes that Stuart had never tasted before, surprisingly as he loves sweet wine. They were very very sweet, and small and not crunchy like the one variety we get in British supermarkets.

We got back to the hotel and thought about going out. Instead we crashed on the sofa in the hotel room. We often seem to do that when we are on holiday.

Los Angeles: day 2

On our first morning in LA we thought we’d explore the ‘gaybourhood’ (our hotel was in West Hollywood). So we walked up Santa Monica Boulevard, and walked down Santa Monica Boulevard, and realised that we were the only ones walking. The only other people on the pavement were either homeless or jogging. That was the last time we walked.

We stopped for lunch at Niko Niko sushi, overtipped nervously our waitress due to our lack of experience and left to her giggling and saying something in Japanese to her coworkers. We now know how to say ‘jackpot!’ in Japanese. Probably.

I told Stuart I had booked a restaurant for dinner and we needed to be ready by 7.30. Instead, I had another surprise in store for him: our friend Stephen has lived in LA for years now, and Stuart had not made the connection, until he showed up at our hotel:

We then went for dinner at La Buca and drinks at Mickey’s, and I promised Stuart there would be no more surprises during this trip. At his age, all this sustained excitement might prove to be dangerous to his health.

Los Angeles: day 1

Stuart turned 40 earlier this month and on his birthday I took him to the airport (he knew that) to fly away on holiday to Los Angeles (he did not know that).

I packed his bags for lovely mild weather (and hid his winter stuff so he would not know what was in the suitcase), checked in online, asked the Virgin Atlantic attendant not to mention the destination aloud when we dropped our bags, then asked the security staff to do the same. Everybody kindly complied, so Stuart only found out the destination at the gate when we boarded the plane:

The flight was good (we both love Virgin Atlantic), the movie selection was excellent and I got to watch A Single Man, Up, Precious and An Education. Loved them all.

We landed in LAX in the early evening, picked up the car I had booked, started Navigon on my iPhone (I had bought the turn-by-turn navigation for Western USA) and did not get a GPS lock. I wanted to just go, hopeful that it would eventually start, bu Stuart insisted we changed cars so we upgraded to a Mazda 6 with sat nav thingy (Hertz NeverLost) which turned out to work very well.

We drove to Le Parc Suites Hotel in West Hollywood, got our bags out and noticed we had left my backpack in the first hired car. Tried and failed to get hold of Hertz so drove back to the airport and realised on the way that my laptop was in the bag. I had no idea how I managed to keep calm and drive on that 7-lane freeway!

We picked up the bag from Hertz Lost and Found (laptop still in it) and drove back to the hotel, checked in and went to bed, crisis averted and hoping for a little less excitement during the rest of the holiday.