XO-LP // Laura Palmer

A Love Letter History.

Can you tell me how to get. How to get to.

Dear 27,
My Tuesday to Sunday CA trek ended with a 4:30am drive to LAX. Now I'm in Minneapolis, testing the limits of my seemingly boundless energy. I'm running on hope and bourbon...or something like that Ashley.
A little California recap of the highlights. Complete with photos. Of course.
- The Armenian Apostolic Church had their dignitaries at my hotel. A small fleet of Maybachs sat outside the Hilton and the pope-like figure of the Armenian Church was in town, kickin' it with LP.
- Not only was the church in town, but the World Cyber Game Championships (described to me by a gaggle of 20 year old awkward boys from Arizona, New York and New Jersey as the "video game Olympics, man") was also being hosted by the ever-accommodating Hilton.
Santa Monica Farmers Market
- Went to Santa Monica on Saturday to meet up with Becca + Laura at Barney's Beanery, the local haunt for Hawkeyes.  We met fellow fans, caught up on life and celebrated a big time Iowa win!
- Then the MAIN EVENT at the Hollywood Bowl. I met up with about 20 DU alumni and we dined and wined and headed over to listen to Pink Martini. What a weird night of musical guests. Ari Shapiro (yes. Of NPR news. He was a dream boat in a impeccably fitted suit), 82-year-old Jane Powell, the vocally incomparable Rufus Wainwright, the human cast of Sesame Street (yes. that's true. They sang "C is for Cookie" and "Rubber Ducky" and it was very odd) and Kim Hastreiter of Paper magazine on the triangle. And then. There were fireworks.
Now I'm in Minneapolis. An evening on a lake. (I'm not sure what lake it was. We are in the land of 10,000)
More of that tomorrow.
Sweet dreams.