Where's That Damn Sign!

I sat in my car for quite some time thinking about where I should go for the day. The thought of staying in Hollywood was the furthest from my mind. I wanted to see what LA had to offer, but when I thought about it there really wasn't anything that came to mind. I Know a lot of people will disagree with me but I don't believe there's anything of merit to see in LA. Now theirs the famous Venice and Muscle beaches, but I had just come down the most beautiful coastline and saw some of the most amazing beaches, now granted they were lacking the superficial people and hard bodies, but that's not why I go to beaches. I thought briefly of going to Disneyland, but I had worked at Disney World several years before and wasn't interesting in paying the mouse a visit. Then it struck me, I needed to find the most famous sign around!

Some how, and this always happens to me in new city's, I became disoriented with my directions and ended up traveling in the opposite way I need to go. In this case it lead to a very long detour which was a pleasant surprise taking me through Beverly Hills. It was a rather surreal experience driving down Santa Monica Blvd as I couldn't help but hum the theme song from Beverly Hills Cop wile keeping a sharp eye out for Eddie Murphy. Finally realizing the gross error of my driving path I managed to turn around and head back to the Hollywood Hills.

I should have done more research on how to find this sign. I could see it from the highway, but I wanted to get up close and personal with it. The problem with this, at least as far as I could tell, there was no way to get close to it. I ended up driving around for two hours through the Hollywood hills, passing, what I'm sure to be numerous Hollywood star homes and turning down narrow and steep side streets once again testing my stick shifting prowess. Some how I managed to snake my way around onto Mulholland Dr. I took it as far to the top as it would go, where it came to a dead end at the gates of some fancy houses. I had, had enough and figured this was as close as I was going to get and hopped out of my car for a picture. Unfortunately the dead end I had come to had 8 foot high fences, which put a hindrance of me getting my mug in any of the shots, and it also put a cramp on getting a decent pic.