I realized I really should go out an purchase a Fodors guide to Southern California in order to know what Los Angeles and surrounding areas have to offer, not only to my Pops, but to me. I find myself frequenting the same beaches, the same bars and the same restaurants religiously.
There was a time when I was "green" to Southern California and the simple adventure of experiencing new things in a different way was all I needed to be satisfied or entertained.
On Saturday we (JoAnne, Pops and I) walked around Chinatown and had some amazing Chinaman's food. We browsed through the 5 t-shirts for $10 section in the crowded market (Dad fingered through the fake stones wondering if they were worth the $6) while dodging the hot summer LA sun. I suggested we walk over to Union Station via Olvera Street and check out the lost and forgotten Los Angeles (at least on my radar screen). I loved it. I loved Olvera Street so much I found myself saying things like "wow, isn't that cool?...look the architecture...I mean, we're right downtown!" I continued on this same tone as we walked into Union Station saying things like "that'd be sweet to live right here, you could take the train everywhere...well, I mean if the trains actually went anywhere I needed to go."
All in all...I had a great time, I forgot about some of the cool things I enjoyed while a young lad. I didn't take too many pics, but a Chinaman did at dinner.

