La-la land Day 8 - Playing the tourist game

Funny thing about famous stuff, like this little sign right here, is that actually seeing it real life is not as exciting as you might think. The Hollywood sign is very well guarded and you can't get that close to it, but you can see it quite well from one of the streets below (Beachwood Drive), in the middle of a very residential area. We passed a whole group of asian tourists waiting for their turn to take a pic. Can't imagine what it's like living on that street...

Rodeo Drive. I'm guessing around two percent of the people coming here do some real shopping. I'd take Jose Ortega y Gasset any day. Or Claudio Coello. Or just Fuencarral.

Fabulous dress from Michael Kors.

Spotted a lot of muslim women with branded bags. Turns out that almost a quarter of the inhabitants in Beverly Hills are of Iranian descent.

... and all of a sudden, we're on the Sunset Strip

We were trying to avoid traffic, finding what we thought was an "alternative" route from Brentwood to Los Feliz. All of a sudden we were driving among huge villas in Beverly Hills, small roads leading to even huger villas hidden behind security gates and gardens as big as forests, we passed the entrance to Bel Air and it was all so beautiful and a lot better than what I had imagened it to be. And then, coming out of that little cocoon where the rich and famous live and play, there was the Sunset boulevard.

The Actor's Studio

Hollywood, which is just as run-down as people say it is.

Just a tad excited.