12/31/08
back in LA
12/8/07
fig & ave 57
At the fruit stands on the NE and SW corners of that same intersection, you can get a whole bunch of fruit cut up for you and sprayed with lime juice right on the spot for just a couple 'o bucks. Yum!
Here are a few more pics, just to give you a feel. This photo was taken from west of Fig, on Ave 57.
Here is the smaller parking lot by the Metro train station.
I took all of these back in October, thus the brightness. I've been trying to take some photos as I ride the Metro, so hopefully those will be coming soon as well.
10/13/07
santa barbara
This was the perfect idea for a day trip. It's close to LA and we kept saying how much we liked it and that we should go more regularly. It was quieter, cozier and less commercialized than Napa.
I found the cutest book at Beckmen: Wine Dogs: USA Edition. The book documents dogs that belong to different winemakers. I was ecstatic when I saw that Gus (dog at Beckmen) and Shelby (Sunstone), dogs we met, are both featured in the book. I wish I had a dog. Sigh. {Photo from winedogs}
9/23/07
venezia
Gondola riders
Seafood pasta dinner
We got majorly ripped off at the Venice train station. Long story short, the lady sold us two tickets leaving from a station elsewhere, departing 5 minutes ago, with the printed price on the tix less than what we paid. I didn't go without putting up a good fight. But it was a costly lesson: watch your back, and look at your ticket very carefully before leaving the window.
9/11/07
paris
We arrived in the morning that first day so we kept ourselves awake by packing out the day: Trocadero, Eiffel Tower, and Seine boat tour. View of the city from the Eiffel.
As you can see, it was kinda cloudy. We were surprised by how chilly and rainy it was. Even in early August! Below is the Eiffel at sunset.
The sun set at 10pm so we waited for a few hourse before taking our boat cruise. Here's the Seine river at dusk.
We did not find Paris the friendliest of the cities we visited. However, we were ga-ga over its history, culture and aestheticism. It was a dream to even walk around in it. And the crepes in the street stands were to die for.