







On one of my last days in CA I found myself saying how as much fun as I was having on vacation. I was looking forward to flying home to NYC. I realized that was the first time that “home” meant NYC, instead of Boston.








On one of my last days in CA I found myself saying how as much fun as I was having on vacation. I was looking forward to flying home to NYC. I realized that was the first time that “home” meant NYC, instead of Boston.




We visited Hollywood Forever Cemetery for a screening of Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Of course it ended up on TMZ.






What you can’t see from these pics is that after aprox Mile 1 I was sobbing uncontrollably due to the heat, incline, and lack of comfortable benches to sit and relax. I guess I am meant to hike/walk around cities, not desert mountains.


