Day 12/ Come back to L.A.

We went back to LA from Tucson with a stopover in Phoenix, however nobody told us we would have to change planes.

Of course change planes means having to leave and re-enter the boarding area and that means TIME and there is almost NO TIME between flights. LA REPUTISIMA MADRE QUE LOS RECONTRAMIL PARIO!!! (Sorry i don’t want to traslate that). So we run again.


After this marathon to catch our second flight we arrived in LA.

That afternoon we went to Hollywood to see the famous stars and the iconic sign in the hills.


Eugenia take photos of each of the stars she saw including people who she did not know. I take only 2 pics and one of them was for my sister in law Gaby. We walked a long time in the area.

While we were walking aimlessly, we find a store, than our words could be defined as a “Disneyland for music lovers” a miracle called Amoeba.

If you're a music lover, you live in LA and you do not know Amoeba, very wrong for you, you should know about this place. Located on 6400 Sunset Blvd. Amoeba is the the World's Largest Independently Owned Record Store. My brother, surely, would have called “God make a music store”. We bought everything we could find of Mars.

In front of this store we find a very nice restaurant where we had lunch. The owner is an Argetinean who living in LA for many years.

In the afternoon we tried, without results, to approach to the Hollywood Sign for taking better pictures.

The Hollywood Sign: It’s more than just nine white letters spelling out a city’s name; it’s one of the world’s most evocative symbols – a universal metaphor for ambition, success, glamour …for this dazzling place, industry and dream we call H-O-L-L-Y-W-O-O-D but damn this thing is in the ass of the world.