Thursday, March 19, 2009

VACATION

VACATION BLOG TIME, FINALLY!!! THIS WAS MY ANNUAL TRIP TO SAN DIEGO (W/ NO ERINS) TO CHILL W/ OLD HIGHSCHOOL FRIENDS & PARTICIPATE IN SOME SPRING BREAK ACTIVITIES. 

THURSDAY, MARCH 12 & FRIDAY, MARCH 13:
ARRIVED IN SD @ 9PM. WENT STRAIGHT TO ROBERTO'S MEXICAN FASTFOOD FOR SOME CARNE ASADA FRIES.


CHECKED-IN TO DERYL/JAMES INN. JAMES HAD OLD GUAM NEWSPAPER WALLPAPER OF HIMSELF IN THE ROOM.


HIS SD FITTED COLLECTION WAS ON POINT. PRETTY MUCH CHARGERS EVERYTHING IN THIS ROOM.


LEFT THE INN @ 12:45AM TO START OUR ROADTRIP UP TO SAN FRANCISCO.


OUR WHIP FOR THE TRIP. THE PONTIAC G6.


WE HAD A 4-DOOR B/C THERE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE 2 OTHER PEOPLE JOINING US BUT HAD TO PULL OUT DUE TO WORK.


START OF THE TRIP THE MILAGE WAS @ 6,294.


DESTINATION 1, SAN DIEGO TO SAN FRANCISCO: 500 MILES, 7 HOURS & 40 MINUTES.


AFTER WE RELOADED SOME FUEL & GOT SNACKS FOR THE RIDE, WE TOOK OFF TO SF @ 1AM.


LANES WERE PRETTY MUCH WIDE OPEN ALL THE WAY FROM SD TO LA.


AFTER A SLIGHT CONSTRUCTION DETOUR WE WERE ABLE TO JUMP BACK ON THE I-5 FREEWAY BACK UP TO SF.


TRAVELING AFTERHOURS YOU RUN INTO SO MANY TRUCKERS.


3 HOURS INTO OUR TRIP (4 HOURS 40 MINUTES LEFT), 236 MILES DONE (264 MILES TO GO).


YUP, SF'S 264 MILES AWAY.


PITSTOP 1. REFUEL & PEE BREAK


GOT SOME BREAKFAST TO GO. JAMES ORDERED THE "SPERM" CROISSANT? SOUNDS GROSS.


BACK ON THE ROAD. SF 182 MILES AWAY.


TIME CHECK: 2 HOURS AWAY. 


ON THE I-5 TWO LANER ROADS, THE SUN BEGAN TO RISE.


THE MOO COWS BEGAN TO MOO.


THE WINDMILLS BEGAN TO WINDMILL.


TIME CHECK: 1 HOUR TO GO, 9 MILES AWAY. SOMETHING DOESNT SEEM RIGHT.


WE MADE IT TO SF AN HOUR EARLIER.


THE PILOT, JAMES, DRINKING A STARBUCKS & WALKING FAST. TRYING TO BLEND IN W/ SF PEOPLE.

 
RULE #1: WHEN CASEY GOES ON VACATION, THERE'S NO SLEEPING! MY VACATION IS LESS THAN A WEEK LONG SO NO SLEEPING ALLOWED, IT JUST WASTES TIME. ANY SLEEPING CAUGHT WILL BE SUBJECT TO PICTURES & BLOG POSTING. 


AFTER THE SLEEP INCIDENT WE MADE OUR WAY BACK OUT TO THE CITY SINCE EVERYTHING FINALLY OPENED.


HAIGHT STREET WAS SICK. LOTS OF GOOD SHOPS & GOOD ART. CLASSIC RUN DMC IN THE ADIDAS STORE.


BOB MARLEY MURAL OUTSIDE A MOM&POP SHOP.


EVERYONE & THEIR MOMZ HAD A FREAKING DOG HERE. 


LATER THAT NIGHT, SF NATIVE DEREK CAME OUT TO JOIN US FOR A FEW BEERS & GAHLIC FRIES.


ON THE WAY TO DROP DEREK HOME, WE TRIED TO TALK HIM INTO JOINING US FOR SNOWBOARDING @ HEAVENLY. HE SAID HE'D SLEEP ON IT & TOLD US TO CALL HIM WHEN WE HEAD OUT (WHICH WAS IN A FEW HOURS).


PARKING IN THE CITY IS A B-WORD. OUR HOTEL WAS ABOUT 2-3 BLOCKS AWAY. 


BUT THERE WAS SOME NEW GOACH BAGS @ 20% OFF. TOO BAD THEY WERE CLOSED.


THE HOTEL...


...THAT WAS NEXT TO OUR HOTEL (MORE LIKE A MOTEL).


YAMES AKA JAMES AKA PILOT AKA SLEEPER WAS ALL ANXIOUS & DECIDED TO GEAR UP WHEN WE GOT TO THE ROOM. DORK.


THEN OF COURSE HE FELL ASLEEP. & I EVEN SAID NO SLEEPING ON VACATION!


SATURDAY, MARCH 14 & SUNDAY, MARCH 15 & MONDAY, MARCH 16:
START OF OUR JOURNEY, TIME CHECK 5:42AM.


DECIDED TO CALL DEREK WHEN WE WERE OUTSIDE HIS HOUSE. THAT WAY HE WOULDNT BACK OUT & HE'LL FEEL GUILTY ENOUGH TO JUST JUMP IN THE CAR & JOIN US. OF COURSE HE DIDNT ANSWER HIS PHONE/TEXT AFTER NUMEROUS ATTEMPTS.


DESTINATION 2, SAN FRANCISCO TO SOUTH LAKE TAHOE: 200 MILES, 3 HOURS 30 MINUTES.


SOMETHING YOU DONT HAVE TO DO IN HAWAII, PAY $4 TO LEAVE THE CITY.


AS THE SUN CAME UP, DEREK FINALLY RETURNED OUR CALLS. SAYING THAT HE HAD HIS GEAR PACKED UP IN THE GARAGE & THAT HIS PHONE WAS ON SILENT. WE WERE ALREADY 1 HOUR INTO OUR DRIVE, IF WE TURNED BACK TO GET HIM WE WOULDVE LOST ANOTHER HOUR TO DRIVE BACK TO GET HIM PLUS THE HOUR TO GET OUT OF THE CITY PLUS THE $4 TO GET INTO THE CITY PLUS THE $4 TO GET OUT OF THE CITY. DAMN, THAT WOULDVE BEEN A TOTAL OF 3 HOURS & $12. MAYBE NEXT TIME DEREK...& PUT YOUR PHONE ON BLAST. 


SOUTH LAKE TAHOE 99 MILES AWAY.


iSEE SNOW!


COOL STICK/POLE THINGY. REMINDED ME OF RED HOT CHILI PEPPER'S ANTHONY KIEDIS' TATTOOS.


UMM...I KNOW WHAT YELLOW SNOW IS, BUT BROWN SNOW?! YUCKY.


iSEE LAKE TAHOE...iTHINK.


YES, iWAS RIGHT.


THE PLACE WE RESTED @.


THE VIEW FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE HEAVENLY GONDOLA.


JAMES IN THE GONDOLA.


CASEY & HIS BFF IN THE GONDOLA. NEVER LEAVE HOME W/O YOUR iPHONE!


GONDOLA VIEW AT THE BOTTOM.


NO WONDER WHY THEY CALL IT HEAVENLY.


NEAR THE PEAK OF THE GONDOLA RIDE UP. VIEW OF THE LAKE & HEAVENLY VILLAGE.

 
JAMES AKA SLEEPER & CASEY AKA SNAKE EYES (FOR ALL MY G.I. JOE FANS) READY TO KICK HEAVENLY'S ASS.


YUP, NO BEGINNERS...B/C WE THINK WE'RE BADASS!


A PICTURE OF JAMES...THE RARE TIMES HE DIDNT FALL.


A PICTURE OF CASEY.


THE LIFT RIDE UP TO MY FAVORITE RUN IN HEAVENLY. LIZ RUN. OPEN RUN, NO TRAFFIC, POWDERY RIDE. HERE'S SOME VIDEO:








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DESTINATION 3, SOUTH LAKE TAHOE TO SAN DIEGO: 521 MILES, 9 HOURS & 31 MINUTES. VERY FOGGY FOR LIKE AN HOUR TILL WE HIT SACRAMENTO.


WHEN WE GOT ON TO THE 2 LANERS ON THE I-5 FREEWAY WE TRIED TO SEE HOW FAST THIS CAR WENT. TOPPED OUT @ 117MPH.

 
RIGHT BEFORE WE CRASHED...JUST JOKE.


THESE ARE "THE TITTIES." IT'S OUR LANDMARK MIDPOINT BETWEEN LOS ANGELES & SAN DIEGO. DONT KNOW WHAT IT REALLY IS BUT WE JUST CALL IT "THE TITTIES" B/C IT LOOKS LIKE, WELL, GIANT TITTIES.


OF COURSE THE WAY BACK DOWN TO SD WE SAW MANY TRUCKERS TRUCKIN' IT AGAIN.


SO WE'RE ABOUT 100 MILES OVER WHAT WE SHOULD BE @ DUE TO OVERNIGHT CONSTRUCTION DETOURS THAT TOOK US OFF THE I-5 AGAIN. BUT WE MADE IT.


& HERE'S ANOTHER PICTURE OF SLEEPER SLEEPING. ITS MONDAY MORNING & HIS BIRTHDAY SO I'LL JUST LET HIM SLEEP...UNTIL I WACKED HIM W/ MY HEAVY PILLOW.

 
OFF TO FASHION VALLEY MALL FOR LUNCH. I TRIED TO GET A BETTER PICTURE OF PAUL BLART MALL COP BUT HE'S JUST TOO DAMN FAST ON THAT SEGWAY.


THERE WAS A BASEBALL GAME MONDAY NIGHT SO WE HIT UP PETCO PARK TO SCORE OUR TICKETS. WORLD BASEBALL CLASSIC. MEXICO VS. CUBA.


WE HAD TIME TO KILL BEFORE THE GAME SO I JUST KICKED JAMES ASS ON THE POOL TABLE @ D&BUSTERS.


THEN JAMES WANTED TO SHOW ME HIS BRAND USED WHIP THAT HE'S GETTING LATER THIS WEEK.


MORE TIME TO KILL SO WE GOT SOME DRINKS @ ONE OF THE BARS RIGHT OUTSIDE THE STADIUM.


OUTFIELD VIEW.


3RD BASE VIEW.


I THINK THERE WAS A FIGHT IN THE STANDS. EVERYONE KEPT LOOKING THIS DIRECTION. 


THIS KID WAS THE LOUDEST CUBA FAN IN THE SECTION DOMINATED BY MEXICO FANS. I HAD A FEELING THIS KID WAS GONNA GET SOME TV TIME.


& HE DID GET SOME TV TIME & WE WERE RIGHT BEHIND. BUT WE DIDNT SEE IT ON THE JUMBOTRON.


MEXICO WAS DOWN FOR THE MOST PART OF THE GAME BUT MADE A SLIGHT COMEBACK W/ THIS HOMERUN.


FIRECRACKERS FOR HOMERUN.


MEXICO HIT ANOTHER HOMERUN AFTER THAT BUT IT WAS TOO LITTLE TOO LATE. CUBA WINS.


SCOREBOARD. CUBA BEATS MEXICO 7-4.


ON THE WAY BACK TO THE CAR WE WALKED THRU THIS GUY'S ROOM WHILE HE WAS SLEEPING. WHAT I SAY ABOUT SLEEPING ON MY VACATION FOOL!!! I THINK THIS GUY GETS AWAY W/ FREE RENT.


CARNE ASADA FRIES!


CARNE A-NADA.


TUESDAY, MARCH 17:
SLEEPER DOING WHAT HE DOES BEST. WHAT I SAY ABOUT SLEEPING ON MY VACATION!!! & THEN ANOTHER PILLOW-WHACKING WAKE-UP.


OFF TO LOS ANGELES FOR THE DAY. FORGOT TO MENTION THAT BORDER POLICE HAD US STOPPED & MADE US OPEN OUR TRUNK THE NIGHT WE LEFT FOR SAN FRANCISCO. I THINK IT WAS B/C I'M BROWN.


BETTER VIEW OF "THE TITTIES" ON OUR WAY FROM SD TO LA.


HERE'S KNOTT'S BERRY FARM. WE DIDNT GO THERE BUT WE STOPPED BY 2 SHOPS RIGHT OUTSIDE THERE.


THEN WE WENT TO BURGER KING FOR A SNACK. THESE PUTOS CHARGE YOU $.25 TO USE THE DAMN BATHROOM! WHAT THE HECKY KINDA SH!T IS THAT!?


WE SAW THIS HUMMER ON THE I-5 ON IT'S WAY TO IRAQISTAN.


I WAS GONNA TELL THEM THAT THE I-5 ONLY GOES UP TO SACRAMENTO BUT I DIDNT WANNA SPOIL IT FOR THE GUY IN THE BACK SEAT, HE LOOKED EXCITED.


STOPPED BY STAPLES TO PICK UP TICKETS FOR TONIGHT'S GAME.


JAMES, MAGIC, & KOBE.


CASEY, MAGIC, & KOBE.


JUMP SHOT!


OFF TO MEXICO TO FIND MY OUTFIT FOR TONIGHT'S GAME. 


OKAY, NOT QUITE MEXICO BUT CLOSE...iTHINK.


PICKED UP MY MASK, NOW OFF TO MELROSE.


JAMES ROCKED HIS MASK WHILE HE WAS DRIVING. CRAZY!


WE PASSED BY LAUREN CONRAD'S WORKING PLACE. (NEW SEASON OF THE HILLS COMING SOON!)


MADE IT TO JOHNNY CUPCAKES.


SICK STORE!


THE SHIRT I GOT FOR DEREK...THAT I WISH I GOT FOR MYSELF.


WHOEVER SAID THERE'S NO RESTROOMS ON MELROSE DIDNT KNOW ABOUT THIS PLACE. THE ORIGINATORS OF THE NO-FLUSH TOILET. BUT UNFORTUNATELY, NO-WASH-HANDS EITHER. YUCKY!


IN THE DC STORE W/ THE SUBARU THAT ROB DYRDEK JUMPED IN ROB'S FANTASY FACTORY.


MELROSE HAD DOGS GALORE TOO.


THIS BOXER WAS RUNNING AROUND NO LEASH IN THE BURTON STORE. 


WE STOPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD TO TAKE THIS PICTURE. THE LADY WAS LIKE "WHAT?!" WE WERE LIKE "NOT YOU, THE DOG, STUPID." POOR OLIVE OIL PROLLY GETS THAT ALL THE TIME.


THIS POOR DOG...OWNER HAS A VERY CLEAN SLIDING DOOR THAT DOGGY KEEPS RUNNING INTO. THAT'S WHY THE BLACK BRUISED FLAT FACE. POOR THING.


IF YOU'RE ON GOWER STREET THEN YOU CAN SEE THE HOLLYWOOD SIGN.


& ROSCOE'S IS ON GOWER STREET TOO. YUM!


OFF TO THE GAME = AWESOME. STUCK IN TRAFFIC = NOT SO AWESOME.

 
MY OUTFIT & MY TICKET.


GOOD SEATS BY THE VISITING BENCH. & NO, I DIDNT WALK DOWN TO TAKE THIS PICTURE.


WAS ABLE TO GET MY TEXT MESSAGE DISPLAYED ON THE JUMBOTRON. NO HOMO.


"JOSE, CAN YOU SEE"


M-V-P, M-V-P!


THE JUMP OFF. LOS ANGELES LAKERS VS. PHILADELPHIA 76ERS.


PAU W/ THE DUNK.


KOBE SLASHING TO THE BASKET.


LAKERS ON OUR BASKET NOW. 


THESE RED SUIT WEARING FAGS MADE ME TAKE OFF MY LUCHADORE MASK.


CLOSE GAME. KOBE W/ THE BALL.


HE SHOOTS.


HE SCORES.


RIGHT AFTER THAT ANDRE IGOUDALA MAKES A 3-POINTER TO WIN THE GAME FOR PHILLY. WTF!?


JACK NICHOLSON'S ALWAYS @ THE LAKERS GAMES.


SO IS ANDY GARCIA.


& SO ARE THE LAKER GIRLS.

 
THE MAN THAT HIT THE GAME WINNER THAT RUINED MY NIGHT.


BYE BYE STAPLES CENTER.


WE FIGURED WE'D TEST OUR LUCK AFTER THE LAKER LOSS. BUT NOPE...STILL UNLUCKY.


WEDNESDAY, MARCH 18:
LEAVING SAN DIEGO, RETURNING TO HAWAII. DONT WANT TO BUT HAVE TO. 


YOU THINK THEY'D CANCEL FLIGHTS DUE TO FOG?


...INSTEAD THEY JUST DELAYED IT & I WAS STUCK IN MY CHAIR ON THE PLANE FOR 30 MINUTES BEFORE TAKE OFF. BUT ATLEAST I HAD SOME LEGROOM.


BACK ON THE ISLAND.


...WHERE AT SOME PARTS OF THE FREEWAY THERE'S A 35 MPH SPEED LIMIT. WTF?!

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