Next stop was the Griffith Observatory, located atop one of the highest elevations in the L.A. area. Apparently it was built around the 1930's by a dude who had obtained all of his money from mexican silver mining, and now it's teeming with tourists all snapping away at the self-proclaimed 'most used telescope'. Something along that line anyways.
With that out, it was to Melrose and Fairfax for overly expensive hipster vintage gear and sneakers sneakers sneakers. Saw a Bently, bought a pomegranate tea, raised a few eyebrows in the direction of sales prices... probably the usual for a Kentucky lad in such an outing. In one particular store I got into conversation with the owner about an interesting pair of beat up cream and red Chuck Taylors which she said were first worn in the 60's. I cooly asked the price and she cooly responded with "600 dollars", to which the other clerk laughed out loud in my direction. I thought I was supposed to be the one laughing out loud there... I didn't know it was customary for people to laugh at prices they set.
Chuck taylors cost like 40 dollars new.
Beverly Hills was something alright. Huge houses with even more impressive landscapes... seriously... palm trees in every front yard lined up like grade-school lunch, only it looked like the entire class fell into the 'tallest' end of the spectrum.
We snagged dinner along the coast-line at a place called Thai Cuisine & Sushi. I had the best cheeseburger of my life. I'm kidding. I had the Red Killer, and I don't mean the murderous sun that has obviously attacked Weis recently. Spicy shrimp, seared tuna, and an ice cold Tsing Tao to boot. Delicious.
Drinking Fat Tire now, highly recommended, sleep soon, then to San Fran
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I love shopping on Melrose and Fairfax. But yeah, some of their "vintage" is outrageous. Especially the t-shirt shops.
Love the pictures and the blog!
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