That’s as far as we got to MacArthurs Park in Downtown Los Angeles. First of all, we couldn’t find a single bakery in Downtown L.A that sold a green marzipan cake and secondly as we drove up to the park we noticed the place was overrun with the homeless, drug addicts and drunks. Tashi and I both said, “We’re not getting out unless we want to get mugged.
They say sometimes it’s better if we don’t get to touch our dreams. I guess it wasn’t meant to be. We found the famous sign but it was being used to hold upba guy’s makeshift tent. The once green grass in pictures is now just bare soil. Tashi said, “Dad at least you tried.” This too will pass