We just got back from La-La Land. Otherwise known as Los Angeles. OK, more specifically we were in Anaheim, which is in Orange County. Now people who live in Orange County are always quick to tell you that they are not LA. Well I got news for them. It's all one big, crowded, smelly city to us rural folks. Lots of traffic, lots of people, lots of smog, lots of stuff that remind us why we don't live there.
So if I hate LA so much why go down there? To visit people who don't live there either of course. An old high school and college friend and his family are spending thier spring break at Disneyland. So we ran down and spent the evening with them. We figured that after several hours with my family, a fantasy land filled with giant mice, would seem normal.
The trip was uneventful, at least as far as bad things happening. We had a nice, if short visit. We finally got home after several hours on the freeway at speeds ranging between zero and seventy-five miles per hour. The highlight of the trip home was lunch at Popeye's Fried Chicken. If you've never had Popeye's you have never had chicken. Order it spicy and don't forget the biscuits. They are to die for.
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