The weather is perfect, the people are beautiful, the traffic is terrible, and your waiter is more than likely an actor/model/musician/director/writer. Whatever your take on LA (I have heard some refer to it as the "armpit of America"), none can deny its uniqueness in all the fakeness.
11:40am: Arrived at LAX via Virgin America (yay for touch screen ordering and purple airplane lights).
12pm: Waiting, waiting, waiting in line for a taxi (why is it so difficult to get a cab at the airport here??!!).
12:30pm: Sitting in mid-day traffic on the way to UCLA while trying to explain to the driver that 1) he needs to take Sunset Blvd. to campus and 2) no, I do not speak Mandarin or any variation of it, unfortunately.
1-5pm: Arrive on campus, meet up with my student guide for the day, attend 2 classes (Business Strategy and Managing & Leading Organizations), marvel at how laid-back and welcoming everyone seems, pepper my guide with questions throughout whilst worrying that admissions apps are due in less than 5 months!!!!
5:30pm: Diddy Riese and dinner with a friend in Westwood.
8pm: Head back to SFO.
9:30pm: Step out of baggage claim and get a taxi in less than 2 minutes flat. I love SF.

UCLA - ain't it pretty?

Mmmm chocolate- white chocolate chip with espresso ice-cream. Yeah, I have a terrible sweet tooth and the fillings to prove it.

The lovely and multi-talented Ashley (no, she is not a waitress) with her Diddy Riese.