There are times when I wonder whether money can really give you happiness. I mean there are definitely things that you can buy that would make you happy for a while. And having money gives you some peace of mind – a very important sense of security. This is essential. But if you do happen to be a millionaire – be careful where you spend your money. Beverly Hills and Rodeo Drive are not the best places to do so. Here is why:
- You pay for overpriced properties and goods with no price tags.
- You need to have a maid as it does not look good if you do the cleaning yourself!
- There will always be somebody richer than you! Most likely your neighbour.
- Micheal Jackson and Bill Cosby lived on the same street. Coincidence?
- Your car must be valued proportional to your house.
- It’s located miles away from the ocean! Like miles and miles! Probably two miles.
Convinced? If you believe and agree with the above – less competition for me to snatch a good house deal in Beverly Hills! 🙂 Because it is… what it seems to be. Let’s walk around!
I wish I lived there. But I would not like to be a millionaire there. You just need to be a billionaire! Also… Beverly Hills 90210 Anyone?
I liked the trees.
I love you, Sun!
A close look at a palm.
This hasn’t died yet!
It was sunny on Sunset Blvd!
Rodeo Drive – where the rich go and shop. I definitely did not belong there.
A picture of Rodeo Drive without a fancy car in it! Can’t be.
Not sure i agree.
I was running for a bus now. Seriously…
I was not looking for nice cars.
I got to the coast. Man this view… and the beach was enormous. Its the same beach you could see earlier from the plane.
The waves were not too big but still there were few surfers trying their luck.
This is as far as I could get.
The beach was not crowded but still quite few people tried to swim. I did not dare.
I think I saw here somewhere in a movie? She danced, she moved!
Famous Venice Beach.
Tilted
Learning how to surf
This was seriously creepy….
Santa Monica Pier at night.
Time to go home. I really enjoyed my stay!
LA is HUGE! Like seriously what a giant of a city!
Food on the way back was a pleasant surprise. Not only I wasn’t hungry, but I felt I was spoiled a bit.
One of the passangers had her birthday on that day. Free Champaigne!
My brain started to ask questions. Morning at 9 pm?
Kind of a breakfast. Again, not so grand.
Back to the beginning. Liverpool Train Station. I was ok to be home.
The Tramping Man 