Day 11 took a much more casual and social approach to the road trip. It was all Kristen's fault. Since her flight was canceled, she moved it to Tuesday out of LAX via Cleveland (shudder). This also allowed us to meet up with her friend who coincidentally happened to be in LA visiting his college friend. Thus, through 6 degrees or so, we had an inlet to stay in some strange houses while the Super Bowl was conveniently going on in the background.
Backtracking, we left Vegas fairly early, having no desire for it to suck any more money out of us...that is to say, after we had Jack In The Box for breakfast. We had the pleasure of meeting the strangest lady there. She arrived at the same time we did, and I held the door open for her, as I am wont to do for ladies (or at least females), and she declined. I shrugged and went in. While we waited for service, she entered behind us and then proceeded to walk in front of us and up to the counter. Then she ordered without even acknowledging that we were there first. She finally turned around and gave us a maniacal smile and left. Oh well, she's either crazy or unhappy. Maybe she's just standard issue for Vegas. I wouldn't be surprised.
So, we entered California (to be said in an Austrain accent), for Kristen's first time:
Arriving in LA made us excited because 1) it's a pretty cool town, associated with celebs and fake-osity and 2) we would be able to get out of the car. The house we approached was really quite nice, being Spanish style and old and all. It was owned by Tim's parents, Tim being Britt's friend.
We quickly left that dump though and headed to Tim's aunt's house, which was equally nice. This is where we watched the first half of the Super Bowl. There, Tim's aunt and uncle invited some friends over, and the man of this couple knew someone who was in Seoul currently, so I'm hoping he hooks us up. It's always nice to know people in strange lands.
For the second half (we skipped the depressing Who performance [Who?]), we went to Tim's friend's house. Here we met several other people who were all equally nice and accommodating. The game ended excellently, with a Saints win.
We had Brazilian for dinner in Little Brazil (although the LA-ites would deny that such a place exists) and eventually found a Knight's Inn and spent the evening sleeping, as one should do. Pretty relaxing and out of the ordinary day.
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