I had one heart stopping moment when I got the gates mixed up, and as T was queuing for coffee, saw them closing the flight! It
turned out on closer inspection of the sign the flight was not to our destination, but to Las Vegas...
This wasn't our first time to the city. We visited about seven years ago on a stopover from Auckland to London. Heads fuzzy with jet lag, we spent our time - less than 24 hours - in Beverly Hills in a daze. We made it to Paramount Studios, however it was the time of the writer's strike and therefore the studios were dead, and nothing was being filmed - definitely not the best time to visit a film studio!
This time around, we were less jet-lagged and therefore could jump into appreciating the American city life straight away. Staying in the city of Pasedena, which lies to the northeast of downtown LA, we were instantly taken with the beautiful Spanish-esque architecture; combined with the smell of freshly cut grass and perfumes of flowers, not to mention the warmth, it seemed like summer to us (despite the locals saying it was cold!!)
We checked into our hotel, and made the mistake of sitting down on the soft comfy bed...but in the nick of time managed to prise ourselves off it and go and meet our friends - the reason we came to the city.
The novelty of not needing a coat was amazing; it was as though we had never walked outside without on before! And we were able to wear different shoes for the first time in months!
Just one sip and we were transported back to the huge bedroom we stayed in, with big windows looking out over the vines.
Walking along the promenade we passed the famous Muscle Beach, where a couple of guys were flexing their stuff. We then walked back along the beach, our white feet reflecting the sun, having not been out of thick socks and boots for almost three months.
Still, we made it back eventually, and supper was in the hotel's restaurant, sat outside (although I should admit it was sat underneath a patio heater...) There was a slight mix up, and we were served our main before our starters, so it ended up being a tapas style mix up of various dishes, but we were so tired we didn't care.
"No, you need to get back in the car, take a right, another right at the garage, and then follow the road to the observatory."
We did as he said, and ten minutes later we were in the right place, relieved we had bothered to ask.
Where, upon landing...
And very snowy.
Hurry up spring!