Enjoyed a beautiful post show dinner at Cut; dreaming of the uni once again tonight. Until next time Chef Hugo. . .   A brief Sunset Boulevard stroll and back to the hotel for a celebratory nightcap.  Last person awake gets the best photos of their friends.

He smiles

Hangovers dulled at Nickel Diner and a stumble into the Last Bookstore for a few bargain reads.  Dismayed pedestrians trying to navigate the inception course to MOCA- knew we should have gotten on that orange trolley instead of mocking the lazies who ride it.  Paid our respects and hit the road home.   Mmm pea soup.  Ahhhh Sleep.

Cupcakes for people who don’t own tiny dogs

Books alone are liberal and free