I’d noticed a sign for “Denny’s” just across the road so I headed to that. I was between girlfriends at the time, so I didn’t have anyone to bring with me. xnx Only this car didn’t go. That sounded like a bargain, so I rang them and found I could pick up a car Friday lunchtime and drop it off Monday lunchtime. My sense of chivalry or my compulsion to help kicked in, “I should finish you off. I turned off at the next junction, Dawn asked, “Where are you going?”
“I saw the Hollywood sign, we should find a place to get a picture.”
“George,” she sounded exasperated, “only tourists do that.”
“I am a tourist.”
“Whatever.”
I cruised around the hills for a while trying to find a place you could get a good view of the sign.
