Tiger Moon

West Canadian Folk

Tiger Moon - A West Canadian Folk act.

What the Hell am I Doing Drinking in LA?

It’s a short drive between Palm Springs to LA; I would say equal to Vancouver to Kelowna. We were sad to leave Palm Springs and I totally thought at one point that we should turn around and go back. At the same moment that I wanted to retreat, the highway reached the ocean. Our windows were open and we could smell the salt in the air. It was such a powerful sight. The ocean makes you realize how large the world really is. The last time we saw the ocean was the Gulf of Mexico. It felt good to get to the west coast and it almost felt like home… Oh, but LA.

Thank god we weren’t going into LA blind. We made it to my friend Amy’s just after 6 pm. Amy and I have been friends for almost 25 years. Our mums became friends when we were in pre-school and Amy and I followed in their footsteps. Shortly after we arrived, we ate huge plates of pot roast and found the junk food cupboard. We kept eating… donuts, chocolate, pop rocks, and cinnamon hearts while trying to quench our guilt by saying we were adults and could make our own decisions. To stifle candy comas we drank beer and Amy brought out her beautiful acoustic bass and harmonica. So there we were… first night in LA, on a sugar high, a little tipsy and rocking some sweet tunes. It was pretty easy to fall asleep that night.

The next morning the hangovers were prevalent and Amy took Dan and I to In-N-Out Burger. We stood there looking at the menu thinking, sweet! This looks easy. Burgers and fries. Amy hushed us and said she would order for us.

“OK”, Dan and I said in unison. 

“Can I please have four animal burgers, well, with chopped grilled onions, two fries, well, two fries animal style, and four drinks.” said Amy without missing a beat.

I thought… what the hell did she just say? What are we eating? Animal style?? She hushed me and told me to just go sit down.

In-N-Out is badass! oh The Sauce! 

After we stuffed ourselves we went to walk it off. We checked out The Americana at Brand and the Glendale Galleria. Both are massive shopping malls with some of the most expensive stores I have ever seen. After the malls we headed back to Amy’s to shower up and head into Hollywood. 

The fountain at The Americana at The Brand

Thank goodness Amy drove us around. It was wild to drive in LA. Freeways, highways, overpasses, and speeds Clem could only dream about. 

Hollywood Blvd

The Rusty Mullet Restaurant & Bar

We walked up and down Hollywood Blvd. stepping on stars of actors, musicians, and bands. We passed Batman, Spiderman, at least three Jack Sparrows, Transformers, Robin Hood, Marilyn Monroe, and so many others. We saw the famous Chinese Theatre, the Hollywood sign and an awesome restaurant called The Rusty Mullet.

L. Ron Hubbard and his many “accolades" 

We thought it only fitting while in LA, to visit the L. Ron Hubbard Life Exhibition. We spent over an hour learning about the man, his accomplishments, and the religion he created. Ummm… didn’t really learn anything about the religion. Wait have I said to much? If you want more info about the museum and the things we experienced, I think it’s best if we talk about it in person… Someone might be listening.

Coyote in the Hollywood Hills

After the museum we went for a drive in the Hollywood Hills and checked out all the ginormous houses. We also saw something completely out of place. A coyote. In the middle of Hollywood Hills. He was a mangy looking creature and was scouring the streets for food. Being a car full of Canadians and knowing that hungry coyotes could be dangerous, we tried to contact animal control. We were having no luck finding a number so we stopped and told some residents that there was a coyote running around and it might attack someone’s dog or child. No one really seemed as concerned as we were? 

We stopped one last time to inform a couple girls sitting on a sidewalk that there was a starving coyote on the loose. This was my first experience with a Valley Girl.

Amy: “Just to let you know, there is a coyote running around the neighbour hood. He looks hungry and I would hate for someones kid to get bit or someone to lose their cat or dog.”

Valley Girl: “Oh yah, he just walked past us. I don’t think he’s going to eat anyone’s baby. He’s more scared of you then you are of him. Fer sure.”

I thought let the coyote eat her dog. Silly city girl. With that we left the hills giggling about the lack of concern for the wild animal roaming the streets.

After that it was starting to get dark and we had forgotten to eat lunch. We bee-lined for a grocery store, bought some hotdogs, and headed back to Amy’s. We had crammed so much of LA into us that we laid low, watched movies, and caught up on all the celebrity drama.

Dan and I had had enough of LA. Even though we missed out on some great places, we just thought that was enough for one trip and we would venture back here soon and explore another time. The next day we packed up the van and headed for small town America again.

I knew Dan had had enough of LA and I felt a little bad staying at Amy’s, because when Amy and I see each other we always revert back to who we were in high school and tend to giggle a lot, but he champed it out for the days we were there. 

We were both ready to hit the road and see what San Luis Obispo had in store for us.

P.S. Doesn’t this look like Dan??

Thanks Duaner for bringing this important doppleganger moment to our attention…

Next Issue: San Luis Obispo. Paradise.