HOLLYWOOD, HERE WE COME –PART 2
Fag end of the day in L.A. and “AG” declared that it simply would not do to go back without a picture of the Hollywood banner in the hills.
I remember looking all over when we were on the studio tour, but not a sign of the Hollywood sign did I spy.
Since I had time to kill before I had to get home, I agreed. Our brilliant idea was to cruise all the roads close to the hill and see if we could find one that would give us a clear, photographable view of the sign.
The first road we took lead us right into a national park reserve. A very pretty place, a la Yercaud. We kept going with the sign flashing into view at times like the elusive, white saree-clad ghost in all those scary movies back home. And then we reached a sign that let us know, very politely of course, that we had to get out and walk. It also stated that the park would be closed at sun down which was hardly an hour away. “AG” looked at me hopefully and asked if I wanted to walk. Hmm, walk through miles and miles of wild hill country, with absolutely no idea of where we would end up, that too in my street shoes? Much as I love walking, I decided to give this one a miss. (See? I can be sensible at times.) “AG” sighed with disappointment and we backtracked, right back to where we had started.
The next road we took had all these beautiful houses on either side, which I know must have cost millions. So this was how the rich and the famous lived!! Not that “AG” was really interested in houses. He kept accusing the house owners of being selfish and of having no sense at all. He felt that it was sheer idiocy that they had planted trees in such a way that the sign was completely obscured. According to him, what was the point of living in Hollywood if you didn’t want to look at the sign day in and day out? Err, I think I shall let that one go……
And then we saw it. Fellow countrymen by the side of the road parallel to ours. Both of us had the same brainwave. If anyone had found the perfect place to take pictures it had to be us Indians. Aren’t we renowned for finding solutions to problems and extracting order out of chaos? Isn’t that why we do so well in this country? And we were right!!
We asked an Indian couple to shoot a couple of pictures for us and we returned the favor.
And of course the pictures came out great, what with both of us standing stiff as ramrods and grinning like idiots!!!
I remember looking all over when we were on the studio tour, but not a sign of the Hollywood sign did I spy.
Since I had time to kill before I had to get home, I agreed. Our brilliant idea was to cruise all the roads close to the hill and see if we could find one that would give us a clear, photographable view of the sign.
The first road we took lead us right into a national park reserve. A very pretty place, a la Yercaud. We kept going with the sign flashing into view at times like the elusive, white saree-clad ghost in all those scary movies back home. And then we reached a sign that let us know, very politely of course, that we had to get out and walk. It also stated that the park would be closed at sun down which was hardly an hour away. “AG” looked at me hopefully and asked if I wanted to walk. Hmm, walk through miles and miles of wild hill country, with absolutely no idea of where we would end up, that too in my street shoes? Much as I love walking, I decided to give this one a miss. (See? I can be sensible at times.) “AG” sighed with disappointment and we backtracked, right back to where we had started.
The next road we took had all these beautiful houses on either side, which I know must have cost millions. So this was how the rich and the famous lived!! Not that “AG” was really interested in houses. He kept accusing the house owners of being selfish and of having no sense at all. He felt that it was sheer idiocy that they had planted trees in such a way that the sign was completely obscured. According to him, what was the point of living in Hollywood if you didn’t want to look at the sign day in and day out? Err, I think I shall let that one go……
And then we saw it. Fellow countrymen by the side of the road parallel to ours. Both of us had the same brainwave. If anyone had found the perfect place to take pictures it had to be us Indians. Aren’t we renowned for finding solutions to problems and extracting order out of chaos? Isn’t that why we do so well in this country? And we were right!!
We asked an Indian couple to shoot a couple of pictures for us and we returned the favor.
And of course the pictures came out great, what with both of us standing stiff as ramrods and grinning like idiots!!!
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