LALA

We made it half way to Hollywood aboard a bus full of Cleopatras, gay lifeguards, mad witches, naked-underneath-the-overcoat Indian girls, some Mexican derivation of C.H.I.P.S and people drinking fluorescent drinks from MinuteMaid bottles.

Monster plane rides aside, LA is a flat freak show. And Halloween night doesn't make it any less (kids trick-or-treat in shops here!). Some people love this city, but I just don't get it. Explanations welcome.