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We finally arrived tired and bleary-eyed in LA last night after 19 excruciating hours of travel.

We did a fair bit of research before we left, and although the research encountered a multitude of opinions, everyone seemed to agree on staying well clear of an area called Inglewood. Needless to say, it was with mounting trepidation that we observed how our shuttle-bus from the rental-car service left LA international airport far behind, and sped off deeper and deeper into precisely that area.

The rental service turned out to be so far away from the airport, that our carefully printed out directions and local maps ended up being of no immediate use.

Eventually we managed to guess our way to the freeway, only to be greeted by the LA rush-hour traffic.

I kid you not; spending two hours tip-tapping the accelerator on a fiftyeleven lane wide spaghetti-freeway in rush-hour in an awkward rental-car with a way too sensitive accelerator after not having slept for 72 hours, truly is a remarkable experience! I highly recommend it!

The hotel we stay at is a rather cozy place on West Olympic Blvd, cuddled up against the eastern edge of Koreatown, or K–town as the natives refer to it.

Half an hour after arriving at the hotel, the awful memory of what passes for pizza in Sweden was pleasantly swept away by a friendly deliveryman from Domino’s. Thank you, Domino’s! My first decent pizza in over ten years!

Oh, while shopping today, I saw an actual LAPD squad car! After having seen these chase bad-guys all across my TV since childhood, I just had to snap an inconspicuous picture