Saturday, 17 March 2012

LA - Worth the Price of Admission

A few weeks ago, Chizz told me that he had to be in Los Angeles for a few days.  The trip required him to be there Thursday and Friday and again for a meeting on Tuesday.  Since he had to stay for the weekend, did I want to come with him?  I thought about it for a minute and my mind skipped to its usual routine.  Reasons why I can't go on fun weekend trip:    Swim meet? No.  Girl Scout Meeting?  No.  Chauffeuring Responsibilities? No.  Doctor or orthodontist appointment?  No.  Chaperoning or House Security responsibilities?  No.   Wait a minute, I think I see a pattern developing.   Oh yeah, I forgot.  My children don't live with me!  As soon as I realized that, my bag was packed.  It was good timing.  Kiki lives in LA and I hadn't seen her since New Years.  My dad was recovering from surgery and was staying at my sister's home, conveniently much closer to Kiki and where I would be staying.  It was a no brainer! 

So off we went.  Since Chizz was on company business, we stayed at a hotel downtown near his office - The Standard.  It is kind of a hip hotel, with an evener hipper bar scene.  I know what you are thinking - perfect match for the hip Chizz and the even hipper (not hippier, although true) Wendy.  You would think.  But I think I discovered something, hip may have passed us by.  The rooms have cool platform beds, clean lines, minimalist furniture.  The most distinguishing feature of the room, however, is the bathroom or more specifically the shower.  Someone told me that it was in the middle of the room, which is not really accurate.  Really, the shower has a glass wall that looks into the bedroom or the bedroom can look into the shower.  It sounds like it would be interesting but really it is kind of strange.  You feel like you are on display.   I am all for romance but I also think there are a few things that should be somewhat  mysterious, left up to the imagination.  In order to use the toilet, I had to close the shower curtain.  It was a little odd.  With this shower, nothing is left up the imagination at all unfortunately. Sometimes a shower just needs to be a shower, nothing more nothing less.   And I discovered one other thing.  The problem with platform beds is that they are too close to the ground.  I feel like I am crawling out of bed on my hands and knees.  I like to swing my legs over the bed and stand up.  That is a little hard to do when the bed is about 2 feet off the ground and there is a ledge running around the entire bed.  I think the definition of old is when you think of all the counter arguments to cool.  Cool is just accepted as is, it doesn't have to prove itself.  It is.  Apparently we aren't.  Word.

One of the coolest and hippest part of the Standard is the rooftop bar.  Unfortunately the hippest time for the rooftop bar is well after Chizz and I normally go to sleep.    Fortunately, they let you up there during the daytime too.  So we took a quick look around one morning.  It was a gorgeous morning, typical LA,.
sunny, warm, hardly any clouds in the sky.  The roof is separated into about 3 or 4 areas.  There is a bar/lounge.  The bar is kind of inside and you walk outside and side on these couches or lounges.  There are also chairs and tables.   It has an outdoor fireplace, naturally.  These mushroom looking like structures are in the pool area and are water bed lounges  Very cool.  When we were there a little girl was having a ball on it!  The pool is very pretty and
just surrounded by skyscrapers.  It is kind of surreal.  I imagine anyone working in the vicinity might have a hard time concentrating when people are out in the pool, either gawking at pretty people or working up a serious case of envy toward people just lolling around a pool during the work day.  Strangely enough, Chizz's LA office is right across the street from the Standard.  At night time, on the building next door movies are projected onto the side of the building.  Not sure if that is the Standard that does that or some other building.


 
We did manage to make it up there early one weekday evening for a drink and it was beautiful, although I don't have any photos to share.  I do have to point out that it is EXTREMELY expensive.  Usually I am the kind of person that says that you have to take in mind the experience when you calculate the overall value of an evening.  Stealing liberally from a sappy credit card commercial, some experiences are priceless.  But in reality really priceless memories don't have a lot to do with money but more with the moment.   Births, graduations, weddings, inaugural experiences are more about the event than the dough.  So when I saw that bartender pour a glass of wine from a wine that I KNOW costs no more than $15 in the store and charge us $12 per glass, it does kind of have an effect on the experience.  But we had a good time and we can check that off our list of things to do.  More importantly we can casually mention the experience in front of younger people like we do it all the time.  And even more importantly, we got to bed at a reasonable hour.  No reason being cool has to make you crabby and unrested.  Double word. 









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  1. Just catching up on the blog! Love it, but miss you ...

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