With one of us hindered by tender blisters and the other needing to sleep 12 hours in the Westin, we wisely chose a not-so-secret tour of Hollywood. I don't know Mulholland Drive or Rodeo Drive or Beverly Hills except from the movies, so it was a "wow what is that? I know it!" trip which was very enjoyable with the wryly good natured tour leader, and just the ticket for a recovery day.
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