My aunt recently moved to California and paid for my ticket to fly me from Michigan to visit with her. On my flight there, all I could imagine was how beautiful the beaches were, how beautiful the people were and how everything was going to look just like The Hills on MTV. I was sadly mistaken.
I landed, managed to get through the airport to meet my aunt, and we went to have lunch. We shopped around and then she took me on another plane from San Francisco to Los Angeles. Los Angeles was amazing! Our hotel was the Queen Mary, which was previously a boat during one of the world wars. It was supposedly haunted as well, which kept me from sleeping. Don’t EVER tell someone that a place is haunted if you want them to fall asleep. I stayed up pacing the room while my aunt tried to pass out. Hey, if I wasn’t sleeping, neither was she.
The next day, we went to Disney World (yes, I was 17 and had never been to Disney World). We spent most of the day there and my favorite was the teacups ride. Later that night, we went to Venice Beach. Since it was late, the only thing open were bars and the beach. We walked along the beach and up the boardwalk. I got thirsty so I asked her if we could get something to drink. As we were walking down the street, I stopped. There was a giant, seven foot tall, blue angel-like person walking down the street. It had wings, glitter all over its face, and huge Elvis bell-bottom pants. There are some interesting people in Michigan, but I had never seen anything like that!
After flying back to San Francisco, we went out to eat and drove around. Heather showed me all of the buildings and drove me through their version of Chinatown. We went to a fisherman’s warf and looked at all of the cute boutiques. Since we ran out of cheap things to do, she decided to take me to the movies. I don’t remember what we were going to see because when I got there, I saw three men walking in dressed as Cinderella, Belle, and Ariel (Disney princesses).
California has to be one of the most diverse and interesting places I’ve ever visited. They have a different crowd of people, some that don’t even speak the same language, and the weather varies throughout. Though I saw interesting things, I was very satisfied with my trip, until I got on the plane and was forced to sit next to a Pittsburgh Penguins fan while I’m a Red Wings fan. Delta Airlines had so many people on there, I couldn’t even switch. All this guy wanted to talk about was how the Penguins won the playoffs. Note to self: bring headphones on the airplane.
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