For the very first time, Kate and I took public transportation in Los Angeles last weekend. Chris was an old pro, having once ridden the bus from Hollywood
all the way to LAX twelve years ago (a harrowing experience; we were new to LA and clueless -- Super Shuttle? What's that?), and having taken the Metro Red Line from Koreatown to Downtown for the Democratic National Convention in 2000.
We boarded at the northern most point of the Gold Line in Pasadena, and headed south to the last stop -- beautiful Union Station.
Kate was thrilled. She loves riding trains, and loves being free from the carseat-straightjacket even more.
You'd never guess this child is sleep-deprived from going to bed very late and waking up at the crack of dawn.
We walked from the station to the Walt Disney Concert Hall. We were meeting Lucy and her Moms at the Redcat (Roy and Edna Disney/Cal Arts Theater) to see an animated program of the International Children's Film Festival.
Kate and Lucy enjoyed the animated shorts, especially the one about a little paper dog and his best buddy, his tail. Kate, getting increasingly sleepy, started to zone out towards the end.
After the screening, the girls climbed all around Atelier Bow-Wow's "BBQ House" (pictured above), one of three conceptual houses the studio designed based on Southern California's climate and lifestyle (the other two are "Hammock House" and "Sunset House." They should make"Pool and Wet Bar House" and "Tanning Booth House" to round out the series).
We had lunch, then walked to the roof garden to see the rose-shaped, porcelain fountain.
Kate and Lucy tossed in a penny, but forgot to make a wish. They were more interested in dipping their fingers into the "clean" water. "I touched it!" "Me too!"
It was time to pose like rock stars.
There is a charming outdoor Children's Amptitheater where they host free children's programs.
Kate and Lucy walked all around it, alternately chasing after a pigeon and examining a dead bee. "It's still there, Mom!"
Goodbyes are always difficult, especially when you're having a marvelous time with your best buddy and are punch-drunk from sleepiness. After a few minutes of crazy wailing and sobbing in the street, I reminded her that we were going to take the train back home, and she suddenly stopped crying. "I'm not crying anymore, Mom!" On the ride back, Kate was so pooped that she laid down on the seats between Chris and me and dozed.
The Metro in LA is fun, clean, affordable, and green. Hopefully, one day, it will be as convenient as driving.
For the very first time, Kate and I took public transportation in Los Angeles last weekend. Chris was an old pro, having once ridden the bus from Hollywood all the way to LAX twelve years ago (a harrowing experience; we were new to LA and clueless -- Super Shuttle? What's that?), and having taken the Metro Red Line from Koreatown to Downtown for the Democratic National Convention in 2000.
We boarded at the northern most point of the Gold Line in Pasadena, and headed south to the last stop -- beautiful Union Station.
Kate was thrilled. She loves riding trains, and loves being free from the carseat-straightjacket even more.
You'd never guess this child is sleep-deprived from going to bed very late and waking up at the crack of dawn.
We walked from the station to the Walt Disney Concert Hall. We were meeting Lucy and her Moms at the Redcat (Roy and Edna Disney/Cal Arts Theater) to see an animated program of the International Children's Film Festival.
Kate and Lucy enjoyed the animated shorts, especially the one about a little paper dog and his best buddy, his tail. Kate, getting increasingly sleepy, started to zone out towards the end.
After the screening, the girls climbed all around Atelier Bow-Wow's "BBQ House" (pictured above), one of three conceptual houses the studio designed based on Southern California's climate and lifestyle (the other two are "Hammock House" and "Sunset House." They should make"Pool and Wet Bar House" and "Tanning Booth House" to round out the series).
We had lunch, then walked to the roof garden to see the rose-shaped, porcelain fountain.
Kate and Lucy tossed in a penny, but forgot to make a wish. They were more interested in dipping their fingers into the "clean" water. "I touched it!" "Me too!"
It was time to pose like rock stars.
There is a charming outdoor Children's Amptitheater where they host free children's programs.
Kate and Lucy walked all around it, alternately chasing after a pigeon and examining a dead bee. "It's still there, Mom!"
Goodbyes are always difficult, especially when you're having a marvelous time with your best buddy and are punch-drunk from sleepiness. After a few minutes of crazy wailing and sobbing in the street, I reminded her that we were going to take the train back home, and she suddenly stopped crying. "I'm not crying anymore, Mom!" On the ride back, Kate was so pooped that she laid down on the seats between Chris and me and dozed.
The Metro in LA is fun, clean, affordable, and green. Hopefully, one day, it will be as convenient as driving.
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