So, where was I? Oh yes, LA, FORD, Hollywood, frogs and and oysters.
The swim in the pool was just what I needed – and The Hotel Roosevelt’s Tropicana Bar with its fab pool lounge is none too shabby. In fact it’s so famous since its 2005 facelift that it was figured prominently in the HBO series Entourage.
I feel right at home.
Ahhh. What a view. It’s hard to believe that we’re just off Hollywood Bouleverd – akin to Toronto’s Yonge Street for charm.
But wait. Is that a celebrity? Just to the left? Why, I believe it is.
Oh, come on. What are the chances of him putting his arm up like that? It’s hard enough trying to take photos and not looking obvious.
This is the best I can do. But a few laps of the pool doing the ever-classy sidestroke, and I am convinced he’s a somebody. My memory seems to be placing him in a film, like MASH. Or a TV game show host?
He looks so normal. Except for the long-legged super clingy Speedo bathing suit thingy he was wearing. That’s a sure sign he’s an actor.
Then again, he is reading.
Anyways, pools and beaches are just a few of this Piscean’s favourite things. I also love traveling, driving without a map, checking out mansions on long winding hilly roads, panoramic vistas, shopping and hotdogs.
Hmm…why do those things seem to be ringing a bell?
Tags: Escape from boredom, Ford, Hollywood Roosevelt, Tropicana Bar
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