I have time to relax a little and its a wonderful feeling.
Flying into LA yesterday the lights turn on in the plane in the morning they wake you with a purple glow and it turned the view outside the window mystical.
Among the theatre’s most distinctive features are the concrete blocks set in the forecourt, which bear the signatures, footprints, and handprints of popular motion picture personalities from the 1920s to the present day.
I love watching people. There are some most unusually dressed people and to be really honest I don’t think superman ever looked like the man in the costume.
Tourists are everywhere, including me. Its fun to go once or twice, take a few photos, wend your way through the characters and very interesting public.
I walked on down to Marshalls to buy a comb and noticed a large crowd assembling. Once I was in Marshalls, the crowd had swelled to many thousand and it was impossible to leave. I found out that the assembled paparazzi were there to photograph Eugenio Derbez a Mexican film star now living in the US.
There we were, just a pane of glass away from him. The star, just the other side of the window. The paparazzi looked at me in surprise. There you go honey, I got the prize.
The crowd was huge and they pushed against the door of the store in an effort to view their idol Mr Eugenio. All I had to do was look through the glass.
A message came from the paparazzi for us all to move away from the window and leave the store. “Right honey, not likely, you can’t move out there and besides I’m going to get the shot despite the reflections”
Finally the moment arrived.
The star was ready, the speeches offered and his wife cried.
Even Marilyn was excited even though she’s made of wax.
With the excitement over and to the accompaniment of a mariachi band on top of the bus I walked over to the historic Roosevelt Hotel for a cappuccino.
The rest of the day was spent enjoying the moment.
This is what I enjoyed.