last friday, before the weekend storm moved in, I went on a short hike at griffith park. griffith park has such a special spot in my heart. that place always felt like an extension of home. so many childhood memories from the field trips to the zoo to quietly playing in the grass at the golf range.
the observatory too. I remember being in the back seat and looking out the window into the night sky and seeing this small glowing white building perched atop a mountain. it was so beautiful because it was pitch dark surrounding it. and couple years later at the age of 7, I finally encountered that glowing white building on a school field trip. and since then, I still look up when I'm driving to see that white building, same as it was those years ago.
the plan was to grab something to eat from
the trail cafe and venture on the path, but was sure we would not make it before they closed so I had the brilliant idea of stopping by kfc and buying one of those pot pies I heard about. so we shared that delicious pot pie and made our way.
the path leading up to the fork of the hike is pretty, but not so much that day. the leaves were sparse and the tropical plants and ferns you normally would see looked so sad. while some would say the views of the hiking path is lacking, I would disagree. there's the downtown skyline, million dollar homes, hollywood sign and don't forget the observatory.
needless to say my stomach did not fare well with the heavy creaminess of the pot pie and I
almost threw up. but we made it to the observatory and went straight to the sun dial (my favorite). spent some minutes outside catching the cool breeze and the views of la and sometimes the ocean (I like to pretend I see the coast when honestly I don't) and spent even longer inside geeking out over the moon and earth. but had to cut it short to make it down before sunset.
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