Weekend in paradise, in the city.
A few months ago, I was lucky enough to spend a couple nights that the renowned monument, The Beverly Hills Hotel. Nicknamed the “Pink Castle,” this is where all of the whos whos and whats whats of the entertainment industry stay at when they are in town or just want to escape from the city. Well anyways, on to my experience.
We drove up the nondescript driveway up to The Beverly Hills Hotel and tucked behind the jungle of palm fronds lies a beautiful hotel with the classic charms of old Hollywood and vintage movie stars that have stayed in the same bedrooms. When we walked into our executive suite, I was just floored with the number of luxurious appointments and various amenities that the hotel provided.
The Polo Lounge is a staple of Beverly Hills and our dinner there was dark, charming, delicious, but not to par with the reputation that it carried. Although it was late, we did not feel like being ignored and helped by twenty (more like four) different people. However, on a positive note, the roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, and baby carrots were delicious. Even more so was the chocolate souffle that was the perfect night cap.
The following day, I woke up early and went to the gym. Amazingly, each of the cardio machines had their own twenty-inch touch screen tv!!! After an expensive breakfast in our room, we finally ventured out of the hotel and explored the Miracle Mile in LA. We explored the various genres of art at LACMA. My favorites were the pieces by Andy Warhol and the giant balloon-esque sculptures of Jeff Koontz. By the time walking just became too much, we headed back to the hotel and went straight to the pool.
The sun finally decided to show itself and what an amazing pool. Small, concise, and festering with the good-looking, the foreign, the celebrity, the adolescent, it felt so surreal being there. Waited on by a staff of cute girls in white shorts and sunglasses, I have never had such a pampered aquatic experience. After a couple hours of sun, sweat, and the salted pool, we headed back to the room to get ready for dinner.
Dinner was had at BOA restaurant on Sunset. It was a delicious melody of steak and veggies served in the finest setting. The service was great and the wait non-existent because we had to eat so early. Valet is right on the street so accessibility was superior.
The evening ended with third row seats to In The Heights. Wow is the only word to describe the level of theatricality and awe of the seats, theatre, and acting that we experienced. Refer to my previous posting for more details. “The height-light of my day.”
The morning brought another day of breakfast in our suite and a delicious one at it. We packed our things, checked out, and headed over to Rodeo Dr. Although most of the stores were closed because of the holiday weekend, we still perused those that were open and drooled over many objects of desire. The sunlight and smog-induced air were refreshing and relaxing to suburbanites.
Until our next Los Angeles adventure, au revoir!