Studio City Court Yard Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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Aujourd'hui, au programme, c'est visite
des studios universal. On commence par le etit dej pas vraiment
terrible de l'hôtel ( décidément, il a tout pour plaire ! )
puis on embarque direction les studios à 8 min de là. Sur la route,
Lulu fine mouche repère une boutique d'Indian art ( peut être enfin
le moment d'acheter ce piège …
I spend 40 hours a week out of my life with a shovel in my hand being told what to do. If that doesn't motivate you to do something better with your life, I don't know what will.. It's like a suck hole of perfectly good time..
The only thing "WORK" has made me understand. Is to cherish the time I don't have to go to "WORK" that I don't enjoy. Also to be very aware of where my money goes based on the time it was taken to acquire it.
I wasn't going to mention the flight to LA but there are some things I feel I really need to share with you all. The inflight menu says all meals are prepared by Luke Mangan but I didn't see him once on the flight. Then I guess he is cooking for 300 people he's going to be pretty busy. Then again I don't know what he looks like either so I may have seen him when I think about it. The other thing that I'm really proud ...
... It's ok Jock, a had one in the toilet. What about the smoke detectors? Oh you just blow the smoke down the bowl. You could have been arrested? It's illegal to smoke in the airport buildings, and because of where you are its Federal Police who would have arrested you! So we get a coffee and it's about an hour to go before we fly to LA, when Jock says he's going to have another cigarette in the toilet. You could jeopardise the entire trip by one stupid action. The ...
... blocks from my apartment, to sunbathe.
Yeah! I realize. There’s nobody here. I have the park to myself. I’m in heaven living in CA where the sun shines most of the year. I lie on my stomach on my large, Venice Beach scene, soft terry cloth towel. The air is filled with the wonderful scents from the surrounding sycamore trees and green grass. The ...