My flight gets in a little early. I find the men's room for a pit stop and then look for a gift shop to grab something to eat. A large 3 Musketeers bar is exactly what I needed. It's been at least 16 years since I've been here. I'm in Terminal 6 and it looks really run down compared to it's hay day. It's off to Hertz to get a car - I need to get to Burbank.
I can't tell you how much of a pleasure it is to have Hertz Number One Gold service, to just jump on a shuttle bus and have a car waiting for you. I love that. I always get a car with the Hertz NeverLost GPS Navigation system (by Magellan). The last trip, we decided to call it "Wendy" (As in NeverLand... gotta be close to NeverLost, right?) Anyway, I always listen to Wendy as she tells me where to go.
I jump on the 405 North at 8:40. It's 22 miles to my destination in Burbank and I am not moving. At all. I'm starting to believe that 22 miles in under 2 hours could be a problem in morning rush hour in LA. As I'm sitting in traffic, I witness a California law that scares the hell out of me. In Illinois, a motorcycle must stay within the lane markers, taking up a space. Out here, motorcycles ride the lane markers in between the lanes. Scared the hell out of me when tow of them passed me when I was standing still.
After a few miles of crawl, I see that there's a car broken down in the left lane of this 5-lane freeway. As soon as I pass, I'm doing over 70mph. Burbank isn't all that far.
I decided to get a 6am flight and get out here just after 8am so that I could have a day to myself. I have an appointment that should take up most of the day and I can't wait to get there. Carol & I were there 16 years ago and I can't wait to see it again.
2008
2006- Officially Over
2005- Yellow Jack
- White Sox 4 - Twins 1
2004- White Sox 5 - Royals 1
- Warm weather over
2002- Shirtless Top 10
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