Pinks

It was a boy's day today. Marion was working at CMH so I decided to take the boys on a little adventure. We loaded up in the car and started the 65 mile drive to Hollywood, with a detour in Burbank to pick up my cousin, Tony. From Burbank we drove over Barham to Highland, made a quick pass down Hollywood Blvd. in front of the Chinese Theatre and said hi to Darth Vader and Spiderman. A quick left onto La Brea and before you knew it, there we were at Pinks.

It was still early, about 10:45am, but seeing as there was no line we thought we'd get an early snack of a chili dog and glass-bottled soda. Brodie and Nik opted for no chili on their hot dog, but the early hour didn't hurt their appetite any.

After Pinks we headed down to Wilshire and shot over to the La Brea Tar Pits where we walked around the stinky asphalt lake and looked at the wooly mammoths and mastodons stuck there. The boys really loved the Page museum, too. Even on Sunday you could look through the windows into the laboratory and see white-coated workers sorting and cleaning all of those 40,000 year old fossils. Nik's favorite was the Saber-toothed Cat skeleton that morphed into what looked to be a living specimen.

From the Tar Pits we headed over to the Farmers Market. My, how that has changed since the last time I was there! There's a giant up-scale shopping center there called the Grove, with fountains, a giant koi pond, and a double-decker trolley that travels on rails to carry people the 200 yards from one end of the Grove to the Farmer's Market on the other end. We had another lunch at the Farmer's Market, followed by ice cream. Both boys fell asleep on the long ride home, and I don't think they'll be very hungry for dinner tonight.