iPhone Tour of Pico Boulevard

My iPhone got a free trip down the length of Pico Blvd. on Saturday. Since my legs were doing all the work, I thought it would only be fair to ask the phone to take a few pictures.

Here's some of the things we encountered along the way.

Lots of clothes in the fashion district:


Some mannequins who could use the aforementioned clothes:


These ladies need clothes AND heads:


These dudes are naked and need a tan! Hell, they're basically transparent:


I already knew this, but the iPhone was really impressed that our town has an area called the "Byzantine-Latino Quarter" and that they're so optimistic there:


I also showed my iPhone the amazing St. Sophia Cathedral, which we were fortunate enough to walk by during visiting hours:


Jesus was watching over us, most literally:


L.A. is a city of murals. Frida and her pet monkey said hello:


There was this awesome old jukebox shop:


It took us almost 6 miles before we saw our first Starbucks:

We all believed this to say a lot about demographics and city planning and stopped to reflect on the differences between East and West Los Angeles. Then we got frappuccinos.

Inspiring quotes to revive Pico:

Together we really CAN do it! (If by "do it" they mean "walk the entire length of Pico in one day." I don't think that's what they meant.)

For your reference, this is how a crane is supposed to look:


This is NOT how they're supposed to look:



Just before we stopped for delicious cupcakes, we were given this helpful list:


Thanks, shop on Pico! I WILL eat your food and save room for dessert! In fact, here's the before and after shots of said dessert.

Not everything was fun and games on Pico. This bird wasn't having the best day:

In fact, he might be having the worst day. (I apologize to my brother, who I'm sure is hurting for his feathered friend.)

We barely stopped to breathe during the last 3 miles, but in the end we were rewarded with a glowing Santa Monica:


I then jumped in a cab and let myself be driven home. My feet loved the cab driver, despite the fact that he was watching a Yanni DVD while driving. I then ate some Zankou Chicken, which was brilliant. I then took a shower, got dressed, put on makeup, and went out dancing with some friends (which involved a few gin and tonics), which was less than brilliant. Don't get me wrong—dancing was fun, but it's not the best plan after walking 15.6 miles. This is my sagely advice for the day: don't walk the entire length of Pico and then go out dancing. Take my words to heart, fair reader.

And that's the end of that chapter...