Hollywood

IMG_2639We spent a couple of hours in and around Hollywood. We went down Rodeo Drive, Sunset Blvd, Wilshire Blvd, and up into the hills to capture a shot of the Hollywood sign.

You could not get to the sign.

It was under 24/7 video surveillance, plus there was security positioned at it to keep vandals from tearing it up.

We took this shot from Griffith Park. We could have hiked closer, but it was not worth it.

I took the children to the walk of fame. Mom and Tristen got out to see what stars they could find. They landed on Andy Griffith and Hank Williams, Sr.

It seemed to be a mile or two of stars on both sides of the sidewalk.

At ground zero for the “walk” was Grauman’s Chinese Theater, where the street at that point was a mad house. I’m not sure what they had going on, but there were 1000’s of people hanging out on the street, several of them in costumes, i.e., Spiderman.

We passed Madame Tussauds Wax Museum, which is a famous landmark. It would have been nice to go in there, but we were short on time.

The streets were slammed. All of Hollywood, Beverly Hills, Wilshire Blvd, etc. was full of IMG_2638people. We did not stay long, just long enough to see some of the main drags that you hear about in the news.

It was another area where you needed days to mill around to catch it all.

We took the kids down Rodeo Drive, where Chanel, Prada, Cartier, et. al., were selling their wares.

I did not have an extra $50K to drop on their merchandise. There were way more lookers than buyers.

Rodeo Drive was about a 45 second drive down one of the most expensive shopping streets in the world.

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Hollywood has a bittersweet interest to me. It was the place where I vicariously lived as a child.

In a world of abuse, there were no places to hide. TV became my safe haven, which made Hollywood a rescue mission for a lost kid like me.

The stars, the fame, the glitter, and the “happiness” was something I longed for. They had it all.

Then, of course, I learned better. Nevertheless, it was a haven for a kid who needed something to hang on to, even if it was a fake thread, laced with fake glitter.

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