The Trip Up to see AC/DC

I donned the appropriate head gear, you never know what to expect when traveling with Louise and Chew-Mee...
The hotel was super cool! A really old place called Hotel San Carlos. Mae West and Clark Gable were some of their patrons back in the day...

I was impressed with the view of down town from our room window. Louise was not, "Eh... Whatever... I've seen better... where is the Tequila? "

She did like the fact that once the sun went down there was all kinds of people watching to be had. Her favorite was a drunken bum who kicked a Newsweek stand and then wondered on down and punched our Jeep in the grill. "Yeah baby, fuck it up!" she could be heard screaming later that night.

So there we were, ready to finally go to the concert... after a month and a half of climbing the walls you would think Louise was as good as there. Not so. She ordered room service and started drinking when we arrived at four and by seven thirty she was inebriated. She never made it, stayed in the room and got real sick but that's another post in itself... We went and had a great time!