We started the day at the Burger King drive thru, Brooklyn needed milk and Tyler needed Sprite. So Tyler orders, as we get to the window, we pay and are handed the milk but no sprite. We can see the workers making something but no one is near the drink machine. Tyler wonders, did they forget? Cindy loses patience and says honk, Tyler refuses. Minutes have now passed, Tyler is waving his arms trying to get their attention. Cindy still says honk, Tyler finally does....about 5 times, but after each honk he says something like "get me my Sprite now or I'll have INS here in 5 minutes." None of this worked, the employees are on the other side of the restaurant, we see them, they see us, they are franticly preparing something....Tyler still honks. Then finally a bag comes from the back of the restaurant, an out of breath Mexican employee in broken English is saying here are your "fries."
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> From there we went to Mel's Diner for an outdoor breakfast on Sunset Blvd (and they did have carrot juice there.) Supposedly of Entourage fame, although that theory cannot be proven at this time. After breakfast we went to the Kodak Theatre, Grauman's Chinese Theatre, Walk of Fame, etc. But all of those things paled in comparison to Crumbs. (after a vanilla sprinkle, pistachio, red velvet, and cookies n cream, we now have a new favorite cupcake place!......not written by me, that was Cindy)
Next up, we went up in the hills to find the Hollywood sign. Cindy swears she saw Spielberg. Tyler managed to u-turn 3 times on Mulholland Dr, pretty impressive considering it isn't exactly a wide road, there was one point I was worried we might drive off the cliff. Cindy learned....traffic laws do not apply to Tyler. Do Not Enter (unless I think I can make it) is how he reads signs.
Then we did a drive by a hotel near Disneyland called the Tropicana, apparently Tyler stayed there when he was 7. He claims that was the last time he was happy.
Interesting Observation of Day 2 - According to Tyler, Brooklyn is on the fast track to becoming a stripper. Every pole we walk past, she stops and starts dancing with it.
Dodger Stadium. Perfect weather, nice view, 2 bad teams, and disinterested fans. It was a surprisingly calm all game. Apparently the only thing that gets these fans going is putting a Giants fan in a coma in the parking lot after the game.
We left the game, went to Santa Monica Pier to walk around, then called it a night.
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