So we arrived in Los Angeles on day one of our American adventures and I am glued to the air plane window.
I can see Los Angeles. All of it. IT IS HUGE!!!
We arrive three hours after our original arrival time after flying with the Qantas A380, which by the way, is friggin huge and I loved it. Anyway, once we arrive, we drop our bags at the hotel in North Hollywood and make use of the free shuttle bus between the hotel and Universal Studios, which is five minutes away. Not too shabby.
At the Studios, we find a whole mini shopping precinct with pubs, restaurants, and shopping. I am so happy. The City Walk was dressed in all things Christmas with Christmas playing in the background... it was gorgeous (however after eight days, I was so sick of Christmas music, I could have screamed at another song about a white Christmas).
City Walk had Sketchers, a Belgian pub, Ben and Jerry's... I can go but we so buggered from the 13 hour flight, that we had a nice American burger and a home brewed beer that we dropped like flies once we got back to the hotel.
The next day, Universal Studios baby!! We had front line passes so there was no lining up for us! The Studios were fantastic. There was the Mummy ride, Transformers 3D, Simpsons 3D etc.. there was the back lots where they do filming for movies and television shows. Awesome. We saw where they made Jaws, War of Worlds, every New York television show with a NY back drop, and they were even filming the show, Parenthood, while we were there. And no I didn't get on the show as an extra. Although I would have tried, despite the fact, the show sucks.
We checked out this House of Horrors ride, where I proceeded to de-mask myself of my tough exterior and scream like a little girl, much to the boyfriend's amusement.
There was one actor dressed as Chucky welding a knife and he just sat there staring. He didn't move. So after a few seconds I decided all was well until he came out of the picture, throwing around his plastic knife, inches from my face... and of course I screamed like a hyena, threw my body back into the boy and pushed everyone down the line.
All I could hear in my hysteria was his laughter along with everyone else in the room. Hmmmmm.
I hate scary rides. I hate them.
The other highlight of that day was that we got tickets to see Jay Leno. Whoop whoop!!! We managed to get front row at a taping of his late show, which had Marisa Tomei, Carlson Daly and Il Vivo (some teen bop group that sang opera music with incredibly tight pants and over product hair). The boyfriend enjoyed Marisa Tomei... a little too much for my liking. ;-)
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