Flying to LAX--Adventure begins.

April 3, Sunday

Flew to LAX on Allegiant Air. I sat by Susie and Rebekah and Joe were switched to be in an Exit row. 

I was proud of Susie for being courageous when the bumpy, painful ear pressure descent happened and she took my hand but endured quietly. Rough flight. 

We took a shuttle to the Hampton Inn in Hawthorne California. (Mid city with trash, vagrants, traffic, and lots of learning adventures for Susie...who left the napping old folks and took off until her mom had a mini breakdown. "We aren't in Kansas anymore, Toto. "

We checked in and went up to our room where we had a beautiful view of an orange brick wall overlooking an alley. 

We listened to some General Conference, ate granola bars and oranges, and napped. 

Later, we decided to scout around for some grub. We walked down the sunset filled street to a chicken place to share some salad and wings. 

On the way to dinner, we stood at a streetlight waiting to cross the street when an angry, homeless lady with a colorful vocabulary was walking towards us. Right as the light turned for us to cross, I realized she was "talking" up a blue streak to US?!  We crossed the road and I was trying to diffuse the situation and calm things when Susie said," Yeah. I kept thinking she was talking to 'Butch.'"