Dodger Stadium is under renovation construction as you can see. Therefore, the "tour" would not include a trip down to the field to sit in the dugout or a short glimpse into the locker rooms. We started on the top level and pretty much stayed there. Lots of memorabilia from Brooklyn and from Los Angeles Dodger seasons past. A trip to the Vin Scully press box and a short trip into a suite was about it. The tour guide was nice and well informed. The tour guests were either Koreans interested in Otani and a bunch of Nebraska bros or us. Yes, Nebraskans, but not THAT kind of Nebraskans. The view to the downtown was great. and all in all it was worth it.
To downtown LA with a gusto. A trip up and down the Angel Flight, a car that climbs a hill featured in any movie/TV series that involves 1930s Los Angeles. $2 up and down. The Central Food Market is much like Reading Terminal Market in Philly or Faneuil Hall in Boston (damn I've been from coast to coast this year). Lots of food stands, from Chinese to ice cream and Mexican, Cool.
Drive around downtown, the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion, the Crypto ah hell the Staple Center (where a line of people around the block was camping out to get into Sabrina Carpenter later that night). Lunch at some place called Jollibee, a fast food Filipino chicken joint where you can get two pieces of white meat (a leg and a thigh?) and a side of spaghetti with hot dog or ham bits in it. Yeah, it's not great but it must be experienced.
The Hollywood Walk of Fame, with the stars on the ground. I was specifically looking for Donald Trump's star to give it the finger. The place was chock full of people wearing N's. Hustlers and scam artists catering to the rubes. Wannabe rappers selling their CD's. A guy selling pro Trump gear. Some nut with a box full of snakes (ewwwww) and all in one section, the stars of Trump, Diddy and Vince McMahon. The sexual predator section.
Finally a trip up to the famous Griffith Observatory. No knife fights that I saw (Rebel Without a Cause reference) and the planetarium show, which was fascinating and yet confusing as fuck. No wonder lazy asses choose to buy the God, six day creation bullshit. Max's brother slept thru it (he's prob seen it more than once) and Max himself philosophizing that if you were stoned, you may have an existential crisis. I wasn't high and I had one anyway. Trying to guide the asteroid back into the Earth didn't work.
The view from up there is worth it. The lights of LA, the Hollywood sign, the hills, it really is remarkable.
Day One in the books.
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