L: Lazy lie in, followed by a trip to Ralphs 'a la' South Central - no fancy cakes or organic blueberries at this one. Talk of doughnuts for breakfast quickly turned to Taco Bell, much seen but never visited. Once in the sat nav we worryinly crossed over the 110 freeway into gangland territory, a stray dog reminding us that even man's best friend was not even cared for. Once in the sanctuary of Taco Bell car park (parked next to pimped out rides) we entered in, met with what appeared to be a bullet proof perspex screen between customer and staff and locked down serving hatches. Wow, burritos and quesadillas must sell well here! After causing some raised eyebrows with our english accents we chowed down on the mexican fare which was surprisingly good.
We spent an hour or so by the pool before heading off to an outlet centre near downtown LA. As outlets go, it was a bit disappointing, very similar to the UK in terms of brands and no great savings to report. One saving grace was it had another yoghurt bar which we munched while we checked in on-line. For dinner we all decided to head to Chinatown to one of the recommended restaurants in the guide book. As we climbed the stairs we were met by tanks of crustaceans and fish soon to meet their untimely ends, kung po style. The food was good although we passed on the fukien rice after much laughter! Home, via Ralphs once again for more candy, Cameron may get arrested at customs for chocolate smuggling! Back at base now and about to drift off to our last night in the USA...