i'm afraid of americans

So i went to San Diego and LA with ma mere
and it was pretty interesting.

San Diego skyline

We rode these trolley's everywhere

my mom was having fun?

the portion size in the states is insano.
no wonder they've got a problem with obesity.
we ate mexican. sole reason why i was pumped on
going to the states at all.

we decided we were going to be really
lame and touristy. we never do that we usually
blend in with the crowd. but who is there to
impress in the states anyways?

(i hate americans)

i took this merely for an anchorman reference.
i'll let you fill that in yourselves.

don't you just love remaining images of sexism?

i saw this bike on the rode and snapped a photo
of the handlebars because i haven't seen ones
like that before, and totally got busted by the
owner. he called them nun chucks. it was pretty gay.

after an exhausting two days in san diego we took
the amtrak train to LA. my mom originally wanted to
take a greyhound but apparently this nervous nancy
doesn't want her head cut off.
(too soon?)

(out of order but these are still san diego)delicious but i just can't eat that much!

Manhattan Beach in LA

my mom yelled at me for this "dejected tourist"
pose i pulled. i thought it was funny so i did
it again:

"Little Bird vs. Wild Water Part 3: Not Impressed"

we then met up with my uncle lou (white shirt) and he took
us to Venice beach to this C & O italian restaurant (patbro try it)
it was fun, the servers drink with you and i went head to
head with his wife to finish all the wine on the table.

all in all it was a fun trip. spent too much money
and saw some lack luster things. by the end of it
my mother and i couldn't wait to touch canadian
soil again.

patrick how could you leave here for there!