Day 4 ~ In which #KiwiChickInUSA rubs shoulders with the rich and famous…kinda
Even though I swore I never would, today DH and I took a trip to Hollywood Blvd and visited Madam Tussaud’s. I was both creeped out, fascinated by the work involved and at times, interested in how tall/little/thin/different the wax figures were to my perception of them via movies/TV, and weirdly excited. While my emotional brain was squeeing, “OMG, it’s Hugh-freaking-Jackman” the bigger, cynical half of my brain was rolling it’s eyes and saying, “Puh-lease, it’s a giant candle in clothes.” Whatever my preconceptions, we spent a fun hour posing with the figures. And let me add, I discovered just how sucktastic I am at taking selfies, LOL. I’m obviously not going to post every single photo we took here, just a few of my favorites. A couple that made me kind of sad were Robin Williams and Patrick Swayze – Robin was my favorite comedian of all time and Patrick, well, let’s just say nobody puts Baby in a corner and leave it at that.
We then stepped out onto Hollywood Blvd into absolute chaos. The sidewalk was packed, you could barely see the stars you were walking on, and the TLC Chinese Theatre was swarming with people. We weren’t really worries as we have been there before, so we continued to wander (if one can wander when surrounded by masses of sweating humanity) up/down the Blvd. Did I mention I have a cynical side of my brain? Saw a guy panhandling who claimed to be an ex-veteran, complete with a fixed miserable expression that didn’t change the whole 3-4 minutes we were waiting at the lights – and seriously, the dude was good looking enough to be an actor, designer stubble and all. Don’t get me wrong, I have a heart for anyone suffering and who has fallen on hard times, but this guy had my fake-dar bleeping… (Maybe it was the camera crew filming right next to him, and him staring off into the middle distance pretending he didn’t notice because he was soooo downhearted.)