Wednesday, April 22, 2009

california's been good to me

I'm back from the West Coast with a tan and about five extra pounds from all the Del Taco that I consumed. The flight to LAX was awful. I was in a row where the seat didn't recline and was right in front of a hellmouth (aka a screaming child). I wasn't aware that a small baby had the lung capacity to scream at such a consistent volume for over five hours. I got off the plane wishing that I could rip out my ovaries and leave them with the complimentary blanket and pillow.

LA weather is awesome, but the unrelenting, brain numbing traffic would drive (ha, get the bad pun?) even the most calm person to murder. Weirdly enough, I was totally relaxed while driving Belinda (our teal rental Dodge Caravan). It was probably because I was so tired that I could barely stand. It helped me stay calm even as I hit 110 mph on the open road. I don't know if everyone else in the car was relaxed, but I sure as hell was.

Vegas was awesome. Obviously I got stupid drunk, put my friend in a headlock and demand that he make out with me, which he politely declined. I am so very thankful that my inebriated brain blocked out this part of the night for me. The next morning was quite rough for me, but after the MGM buffet and subsequently throwing up in the bathroom by the MGM buffet, I was able to take in some of the sights on the strip. My friend showed me some really sweet places in the Bellagio, including the world's largest chocolate fountain. Then we had a romantical last supper that included wine and a strawberry souffle before heading to the desert for three days.

Coachella was tons of fun. Got to see (or listen to from the beer tent) Paul McCartney, the Killers, White Lies, Thievery Corporation, the Yea Yea Yeas, to name a few. I was also known as the Del Taco girl around my campsite, since I organized a trip every morning to get some delicious fast food to give us strength to make it through the long, hot days. The best part of Del Taco are the vending machines. For $.75 you can be the owner of your very own disguise! Yet another reason why we need to bring Del Taco to the East Coast.

I accomplished all of my goals that I set for the West Coast tour. Stepped into the Pacific Ocean, ate at In-N-Out, saw the Hollywood sign and most importantly survived my first music festival! But I'm glad to be back in Boston, even if it was cold and raining when we landed. I think that I am allergic to the entire state of California because I woke up every morning looking as though someone had taken a baseball bat to my face in the middle of the night. Also, my standards for bathrooms were also beginning to get a little skewed. After exclusively using portapotties for 4 days, even the bathroom at McDonalds seemed fancy.

So that's that. I hope you didn't miss me too much! And I'm looking forward to getting back into my normal blogging routine.


Mrs. Match said...

glad you had fun in my state! Though next time you venture to the West Coast, check out Northern California, much prettier. I suggest San Francisco, and then where I live, the wine country. :-)

Coachella sounded like a blast. I have a friend that went that said the dust was ridiculous, but the music made up for it.

Unknown said...

i did have fun! and i love your fast food restaurants haha. i've actually always wanted to go to san fran. maybe next time :)

the dust was bad, but the blazing heat was actually worse. but at least i got a tan! haha

Anonymous said...

Yay for having fun in good ol' CA! And did you enjoy In-N-Out?? Do you know about their secret menu?

Unknown said...

oh man did i ever enjoy it!! yes i have heard about it the secret menu but i just stuck with a double double!

Wendy Banner said...

I'm so jealous you went to Coachella! I really want to do that one day. :) I've never heard of Del Taco. That sounds awesome! Though I am still more jealous that you saw the amazing line-up of music!

I don't know if I could survive four days of port-a-potties though! :P