I hate to admit it cause really, it's so easy to love LA it's almost like saying you love ice cream. What's not to love about that weather! I indulged my inner serpent each day by toasting myself on a rock (or a chair on the patio at the LA Convention Center, which ever was closer).
And the taco truck run with Eric Stone, Ben and Allison from Bleak House was more fun than I've had in quite some time. I truly understand what Californians drive around so much...it's a hoot!
Between looking at the pig mural in Vernon, CA, and the Aimee Semple McPhearson temple in Echo Park, I am now officially a gape-mouthed tourist. T-shirts to come.
More tomorrow after I recover what few wits I did not leave on the show room floor.
Here's some other blog posts elsewhere about BEA: