Jimmy Kimmel spent the past week flying back and forth from LA to New York for five days straight. This is impressive. BUT did he go to Italy while he was on his whirlwind tour? Didn’t think so, Kimmel. I did. Not only that, but I also flew to LA right after my trip to Italy. (Of course I didn’t fly back and forth from NYC to LA five times. I just did it once. So, yeah, actually you probably got me beat, Jimmy. Sorry for the aggressive thread title, Mr. Kimmel. Can I still be on your show sometime?)
First I went to Italy with the wife-y. It was for a wedding. The wedding was at villa in Tuscany near Sienna. It was pretty sweet. But really it was just a typical weekend for me. I’m always making quick excursions to villas in Tuscany. Here’s the view of Sienna from our villa.
Then wife-y and I spent two days in Florence. Of course Florence has amazing architecture, art and most importantly, food. Another good thing about Florence is that it is very compact. So you can see pretty much all of it in two days. Which we did.
This is the view after hiking up to Piazza Michelangelo.
This is the Ponte Vecchio.
This is our tiny ass hotel, as showcased by Niki. The shower curtain in the bathroom only made it about half way to the floor. So when you took a shower, water flooded the entire bathroom and seeped into the rest of the room.
On Wednesday, October 24th (for all you log takers) we flew back to New York. I had about four hours to unpack my clothes from the Italy trip, pack stuff for the LA trip, and do a last minute photo shoot for Time Out New York (another typical activity for the Lathanator.)
I actually spent most of my time driving around LA, looking for parking spaces. On one occasion I was sort of stranded in Hollywood. Adira was gearing up for her show on Friday night, Shelks was in a movie, and it would have taken way too long for me to drive back to Scott Mahoney’s place in Santa Monica (where I was staying) . So I decided to head up to the Hollywood hills looking for an answer of some sort, when I stumbled upon this sign…
It looked like it was intended for me. So I decided to answer it and call my mark.
However, if you look closely you can see that I’m actually pointing to the left of the sign. So I guess I just missed my mark. Oh well. Maybe next time, Hollywood. Maybe next time…