- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... busy. Anyway, it proved to be very easy to catch a taxi on the street in spite of my anxiety and sore feet. Finished the day with a couple of Budweiser's at the bar 4 doors along from our hotel after watching an amazing sunset from our window. Venice rocks on a Saturday night! The band has three girl singers and is called the Ray Bandini Revue. Pity it gets dark so early this time of year. I have discovered I quite like Budweiser. Grid Iron on the TV behind the bar. OMG I am in ...
... a pretty good job at amping the kids up for the hike as they were both really excited “I can’t believe we’re going to walk the Grand Canyon today!” Neither could we really, we had told them initially that we were only going halfway down, which was the original plan, so we thought it fortuitous not to update them with the new plan of all the way baby!
We started off at 3pm down the South Kaibab trail and only saw a handful of day hikers heading ...
... right scaredy cat. But he got taught a lesson when we all got past a 'statue' of Frankinstein that we wondered was really a person but didn't jump at us- did jump at dad and made him jump back about 3 feet! Never again.
Jurassic Park was really cool water ride but I preferred the Transformers and Mummy ride.
I had a really cool birthday and when we got on the plane mummy and daddy had bought me a cake - a muffin and I opened my ...
... have a couple of thousand for flights and insurance and then
have one thousand to spend each month away. Perhaps I watched our
money a little too closely but that's just me and everyone has
different ways of doing things but it means I know how much we had
and now have left so we could and still can spend without worrying,
I'm sure there are more things to think
about and everyone is different so don't take these words as vowels
of truth but like I ...
... between the Flinstones, the Jetsons and the 1920's prohibition.
Yet there's one thing that linked together all these places in one of those instantly-recognisable ways. It's smells.
I think LA smells funny. Not funny bad, or funny ha-ha, but funny in that really confusing/uncomfortable way where one second you'll be choking on the stank of human **** and body odour, and the next you'll be trying to find the source of a delicious cinnamon smell ...