Blogging right now, from my bed in Lagos, the symphony of generators in the background and the reality of work in the morning.
I don't know which is worse, not taking a vacation or taking a vacation and having to deal with the crash when you get home. The first day back is always the worst. Anyhoo, I've had my two weeks away from routine, traffic, heat and stress and I really can't complain.
Compared to the lethargy of my first week in California, I was a ball of energy in my second week. That is where a ball of energy translates to sometimes getting out of bed and away from House of Cards to do a quick run to the nearest mall.
*sidebar* Who has finished House of Cards Season 2?? I'm still REELING from what I witnessed. This show is literally on speed, I have never seen so many WTF moments in my entire tv watching history. I need the Underwoods on my team because really no weapon fashioned against them shall prosper, these people are like gods. Frank is just ruthless, without conscience and deliciously evil, Claire is like Miranda Priestly if she decided to go into politics....but meaner. Their relationship is the most dysfunctional yet most loving union I have ever seen. In fact I'm not even sure they love each other, I think they just share the highest level of mutual respect and understanding. Listen...if you haven't seen House of Cards, I beg you, don't dull. Beg, borrow or torrent it because it is pretty much the best thing on tv right now.
*and for all you sophistiratchets out there, BBWLA is fire this season! The producers brought that heat! No dulling Govans, just loads of messy chicks with issues. Love it!*
A few days before I left, my brother aka Husband to the Husbandless, took his wife and I to see Cirque du Soleil; Totem....and it was SICK.
I mean I've seen trailers but nothing can compare to the real thing, sadly we weren't allowed to take pictures inside or I'd have thrilled you with some illegally downloaded acrobatics. I recently saw the movie 'Now You See Me' and I'm currently obsessed with magic shows or illusionists or just performance art in general. Cirque du Soleil literally thrilled my soul, you definitely have to see it before you die. Amazing stunts.
That weekend my friend Achenyo came to visit from New Hampshire.
We decided to play tourist and go down to Hollywood Boulevard which was as delightfully kooky as usual. I mean, check out this guy,
I indulged in a bit of street dancing,
Went by Shirley Temples prints at Grauman's Chinese Theatre,
met Robbie Laughlin from E!
he is so perf by the way, hair laid like Funky Dineva, face beat for the gods.....I live!
and ended my Hollywood excursion by going to the top of Mulholland Drive to get the best view of Los Angeles.
Good times :)
The next day, one of the greatest things to ever happen to me occurred.
I went to a theme park and it was EMPTY.
Not empty like some apocalyptic, end of the world type creepy scenario, but it was sufficiently scanty. I've only ever gone to theme parks in the summer and honestly the crowds are oppressive. When I tell you this day I went on every single ride twice I am not telling a lie. Every heart stopping, puke inducing, head pounding, hair whipping ride was thoroughly enjoyed by me. There were zero lines and the minute my ride landed and I hit the floor, I'd just double back to the front again.
Greatest. Day. Ever!
I love you Knott's Berry Farm!
HERE. I got it in black and blue above, yup...obsessed.
Now Sod's Law should dictate that my day could possibly not get any better right?
I mean its only fair.
Same day, later that night.....Achenyo and I went to a Lakers game.
Los Angeles Lakers v. Boston Celtics to be exact.
Now I'm personally not a sports person, I muster some enthusiasm for football but that's about it and the only thing I know about basketball are the players wives. But my brother got us tickets and before I knew it, I was walking into Staples Center all cazh like.
Obviously the minute I sat down I trained the my camera lens on the floor seats to see if a Basketball Wife might have made my day and dropped by.
I gt Floyd Mayweather instead and since I care even less about boxing than I do about basketball, I wasn't even the least bit flustered.
Funny thing though is apparently he brought two ladies with him, neither of whom were his fiancee and said fiancee resorted to shading them on twitter. The entire debacle was covered by Necole Bitchie and I was so blown to be right in the middle of a ratchet news story.
Now you remember I said I know bupkes about basketball so you can imagine my shock when I saw Kris Humphries aka Kris Kardashian roll up for the Celtics.
I legit nearly fell out of my seat.
Poor guy, LA is definitely not his town. Every time he touched the ball the crowd booed. I was like yo, this entire city is batting for Kim. It was hilarious and sad in equal doses.
The Lakers won, the crowd cheered and like a good follow follow I cheered along.
The next morning I was at LAX and stretched out comatose in my seat before you could say Vacation Over. I had an awesome, awesome restful holiday and a surprise awaited me in the form of airplane food. I got ribs, chicken, jollof rice and plantain.
Can you beat that? Someone at Delta definitely reads TWP and saw my previous rant. The jollof rice tasted like microwaved death but its progress no?
Yam chips, Dundun Supreme and Maltina next.....
Love and light xx