We rushed to the event that occurs just once a year when all the stars come out for a couple of hours on a road that streches from Hollywood Highlands to Sunset Boulevard. And we reached just in time to see the cleaners in action. Talk about bad planning and bad timing. This Sunday had it all. Plus some more.
Starbucks served me my first lukewarm cappachino ever to start the day. Followed it up with Gingerbread cake that didnt go down too well. And then tried for some last minute shopping that went strangely wrong. A friend blew his car battery and called for help. By the time I thought that the worst was behind us, the ordeal began again. Late trains, lost routes, everything that could possibly go wrong just did!
And to top it all, I rushed back home to a 2 hour offshore call :(((
Only to learn today morning that if only we would have dropped off in a metro station that was on the way of the parade, we would have caught almost an hour of it!!!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment