Third Day: LA

This day started off on the right foot. We had the best breakfast ever. It wasn’t good because of the quality; it was good because we ended up having to pay $76 dollars. (Room service is definitely overpriced!)

We decided to check out one of the casinos in Los Angeles. The place ended up being decent, but I’m pretty sure I’ll never step foot in another LA casino in my life.

Our next stop was LA Live, home of the cities sports complexes.  We chose to eat at the Hooters across the street from the Staples Center. We figured it was only right to have a comparison to the Hollywood Hooters. I can honestly say that the Downtown LA Hooters is a definite upgrade. The setup is better than the counterpart and the women are way hotter. A bonus was watching the Miami Hurricanes get destroyed by FSU. (My cousin did not find the game to be to his liking!)

We learned that the fight would not be shown there so we walked to the ESPN Zone. They had one of the best Guinness drafts, comparable to the Guinness at Boston’s famous Mr. Dooley’s. The fight was less than I expected, but Pacquiao won, which hopefully will ensure the fight between him and Mayweather.

I honestly don’t want to make the trip back home, because I am not looking forward to the day of travel. The jetlag has taken all of my energy so I will not add any more details. Overall, the trip was a success and we gained the necessary information for our future move.

The weirdest thing about our time in LA was the fact that we weren’t able to adjust to the time change. For some reason, 8pm always felt like 2am. It will probably take us a week or so to make the necessary adjustment, once we move here for good! I was excited to move out to LA, and this trip only increased the desire. I have absolutely no reservations about switching coasts! (I guess it’s a good sign that we have used the word home to describe driving back to the hotel!)

My good friend Mr. Jetlag has decided that this is the end of the post!

WEST SIDE!!!

@PeteTeix617

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Second Day: LA

Today was apartment hunt day. (It was also get your ass kicked by jetlag day!) Prior to the trip, we split the city into two quadrants: North LA and South LA. Our Hotel is located in our North LA quadrant, and one of our friends lives in the area. At the start of apartment hunt day, we basically came to the conclusion that apartment day two, South LA, didn’t make any sense; we wanted to live in the North LA quadrant. The vibe of the city is unbelievable and I can’t wait to return. (The countless hours of research were rendered pointless!)

***This jetlag thing really sucks!***

     Long story short, we found some great places and we plan on living in the area North of LA. We drove around and loved the neighborhoods. We met some more great people, who were all extremely courteous and helpful. The prices are perfect and we almost feel like this city is home!

We have gathered enough information, which has been converted into copious notes. Deciding on which apartment/house will eventually be called home is a process which will be completed when we return to Boston. (The selection is plentiful!)

With the apartment hunt completed, we turned day two into tourist day! We traveled to Hollywood, which is fairly close to our target area. We parked in the main lot, which was centrally located.

**I must warn the people who live in the Boston area; you should sit down for this one!**

     The first two hours only cost $2. (There is no typo; it only costs $2 dollars to park in the center of Hollywood!) If that isn’t amazing enough, the maximum you can pay for the entire day, is $10! (We couldn’t believe it!)

Like all good tourists, we purchased fanny packs! (Just kidding!) We entered the Wax Museum and walked through the exhibits. For an extra $2, we gained entrance into the Guinness Book of World’s Records Museum, as well. We then decided to have some sushi which, of course, was delicious.

@Efidalgo12 decided to have his palm read, which was an experience, I guess! I can’t comment because I was asked to patiently wait outside while she performed her, scam, I mean “miracle,” as she put it!

When the magic was over, she asked me if I wanted a turn. I respectfully declined, but when she was persistent and asked again. I replied, “Sorry, I am an atheist and I don’t believe in this.” (I wanted to add the word nonsense, but I decided to be nice!) She understood my position and we left. This world is small, indeed.

While sitting in a chair and waiting for the magic show to end, I was approached by a mother and her daughter. They apologized for being forward, and blamed it on being from the East Coast, which caused me to mention that I was from Boston. (It turns out the woman grew up in Roxbury!)

We walked around a little more and discovered something wonderful. There was a guy who had a large set of speakers and a microphone. He was standing on the busiest corner in Hollywood and yelling at the passersby. He wanted them to listen to the word of the “lord!” The guy shouted for people to believe in Jesus or else they were headed to Hell. My favorite line was when he said, statistics show that there are two hundred and fifty thousand people who have entered eternity! (I kid you not!)

I don’t know what is more amazing, the fact that he had this elaborate set up, or the fact that he had disciples who were helping him hand out followers. We actually stood there for twenty minutes or so, laughing our asses of, while he yelled to the young ladies. He wanted them to give their lives to Jesus and stop living in sin. *I have some video footage, which I will try to post on the blogs Facebook page soon! The hotel’s Wi-Fi, is some new form of dialup/broadband hybrid!*

The insanity level was a little too high so we made the decision to have some drinks at Hooters. (It’s the best way to get all that Jesus talk out of your head!) Hooters was cool; way better than the Coconut Grove Hooters we ate at during my visit to Miami. (Read about that wonderful experience in this previous post! The Greatest Rapper Ever Is Not Dead)

We spent an hour and a half at Hooters then returned to the strip. I couldn’t believe my eyes, and ears. The crazy Jesus guy was still on the corner, yelling at the pedestrians and motorists. His number of disciples grew and they continued to harass the “sinners.” While walking by, one believer handed me a flier, but I respectfully declined. He wondered why, and I replied, “I’m an atheist and I don’t believe in Jesus.”

Here is our conversation, which I was excited to participate in, until I realized that he was an imbecile.

Jesus Freak’s Disciple (JFD): “Why don’t you believe in ‘god’?”

Me: “Because there is no ‘god’!”

JFD: “What do you think happens when you die?”

Me: “Nothing! You just die and that is the end!”

JFD: “Are you willing to gamble with your soul?”

Me: “Yes! I’ll be fine!”

JFD: “Let me ask you something. Do you like your eyes?”

Me: “Sure.”

JFD: “Let me have your eyes for ten thousand dollars.”

Me: “No, I need my eyes!”

JFD: “What about ten million?”

Me: “No, I need my eyes.”

JFD: “You care about your eyes more than your soul?”

Me: “I need my eyes while I am on earth. You can have my eyes for free, when I die.”

[His example was pure nonsense, so I decided to walk away.]

JFD: “Turn to Jesus and don’t gamble with your soul.”

Me: “I’ll be OK!”

[The End!]

I honestly don’t care what others believe, but these are the types of people which necessitate the term, religious freaks!

**I finally downloaded the clip. I’ll post it on Facebook, after I post this entry!**

     Tomorrow will be Tourist Day Two!

@PeteTeix617

First Day: LA

So we landed in LA. Before I begin with my future home, let me describe the trip. I, along with @Efidalgo12, and a Middle Eastern gentleman, was randomly searched. That’s right; all three of us were searched “randomly.” I swear I heard the TSA employee say into her microphone, “Papi is clear,” once I passed, She probably said, “copy, clear,” but I heard what I heard.

We boarded the plane and @Efidalgo12 was seated between two middle-aged gentlemen. I was happy to sit between two petite women, one of whom was a MILF. @Efidalgo12’s row-mate was a talkative gentleman, who wanted to know everything about him. I was extremely lucky. I read for 90% of the flight, which seemed to be shorter than the five and a half hours. We landed in Los Angeles and connected with some great people. So far the trip has been amazing and I am thankful that this move is unfolding perfectly.

For the first time in our lives, we ate at Jack in the Box and the food was decent. I am currently writing this post at 2:30am Pacific time, which means it’s 5:30am in Boston. I am inebriated and I have two breakfast combo meals in front of me. We drank a great deal at the three establishments we entered, and met some great people.

We look forward to finding some great apartments tomorrow! I really don’t feel like writing anymore, but @Efidalgo12 has agreed to be interviewed about late night food,

Me: “We just ate from Jack in the box, How do you feel?”

E: “Like shit. Not good at all. I don’t know what the fuck I just ate. It was nasty and the Spanish woman was hideous.”

Me: “Do you look forward to eating more Jack in the box?”

E: “Hopefully this is the last time I eat this garbage. The twenty four hour thing is a scam. They know we are drunk and they are taking advantage of us.”

Me: “Do you have a thing for the Spanish guy behind the counter, who had a thing for you?”

E: “No comment!”

I tasted the food and I enjoyed every bite!

I am clearly too inebriated to continue this post, but @Efidalgo12 is calling me a bad brother for not dedicating an entire post to my brother’s 21st birthday which is today, 11-11-11!

Happy Birthday, Justin!

@PeteTeix617