Tuesday
Jun242008
Under the covers: California on the Cheap
Tuesday, June 24, 2008 at 02:13AM
Here at get2choppin.com, we like to do our best to keep our viewership informed of the world around them. Since most people that are not choppin' are closed minded and probably don't leave their house except for when I am driving and do so then just to annoy the living piss out of me but anyway that is another story and another time. Today we are going to deliver the scoop on the land of Silicone Breasts and Sun, California.
We have all seen the movies and read the books about how California can set you back a little bit in the wallet department. My favorite book on this subject is titled, "How California can set you back in the wallet department". That is about to change because get2choppin.com has done the leg work for you so that when you come to the land of excessive sized SUV's and Sunglasses you can get away from the toll-bridges to fun and get under the covers and see the scars of California.
First thing first. You need to be prepared and able to handle the rigorous demands that traveling on the cheap will place on you. So you need to reach for an energy drink and not just any energy drink. You need one with star appeal and honestly who has bigger star appeal than Hulk Hogan (and has an energy drink). So all you Hulk-a-maniacs need to suck it up, literally take a straw and suck up this powerful blast of go go juice.
The next step is ditching the car, because no one drives out here except for the filthy rich mom's in their oversized SUV's, the cool kids from the valley, and Asian computer nerds. You never know when a flood might hit, seeing it hasn't rained since March, but at least the moms are prepared and they even have built in floatation devices in case of emergency. Luckily for everyone else there is the bus and unlike Michigan you can actually ride it without contracting Hepatitis from the hooker getting out of the cold or have to worry about some crack head asking to spit shine your tennis shoes for a quarter. Here it is just punk skater kids, hippie bums, and hardworking Americans via Mexico.
Today's journey takes us to San Juan Capistrano, home of a Catholic Mission founded by the Spanish missionary J. Serra who came to the west coast to convert the heathens and steal their gold for pennies on the dollar. Like the natives I didn't feel like paying the price of admission (for me it was only 9$ for them it was their way of live, pretty much the same) so I was left on the outside looking in. Thank God (or the state of California I am not quite clear on the person responsible) someone was nice enough to put a bus bench outside of the wall so I could get this photo for you.
All that work getting this breathtaking cumulative shot of history and religion made me hungry and the one thing that this missionary couldn't get rid of was the 50 or so Mexican restaurants in the town. Luckily right next door to the mission are the world's best tacos (that is what it says on the receipt, so I am obliged to take their word). So after a day of sight-seeing you can saunter over to the other side of the street and enjoy some of:
I have to recommend the Carne Asade tacos washed down with a cold root beer. Then you simply run back across the street and catch the bus to your next destination. Total cost of the trip so far for the day under ten dollars. Well until next time may your dreams be filled with Spanish Missionaries pressuring Catholicism on the natives like a big Hulk Hogan leg drop coming off the ropes and little pedro's tacos dancing in your head, aye carumba.
We have all seen the movies and read the books about how California can set you back a little bit in the wallet department. My favorite book on this subject is titled, "How California can set you back in the wallet department". That is about to change because get2choppin.com has done the leg work for you so that when you come to the land of excessive sized SUV's and Sunglasses you can get away from the toll-bridges to fun and get under the covers and see the scars of California.
First thing first. You need to be prepared and able to handle the rigorous demands that traveling on the cheap will place on you. So you need to reach for an energy drink and not just any energy drink. You need one with star appeal and honestly who has bigger star appeal than Hulk Hogan (and has an energy drink). So all you Hulk-a-maniacs need to suck it up, literally take a straw and suck up this powerful blast of go go juice.
The next step is ditching the car, because no one drives out here except for the filthy rich mom's in their oversized SUV's, the cool kids from the valley, and Asian computer nerds. You never know when a flood might hit, seeing it hasn't rained since March, but at least the moms are prepared and they even have built in floatation devices in case of emergency. Luckily for everyone else there is the bus and unlike Michigan you can actually ride it without contracting Hepatitis from the hooker getting out of the cold or have to worry about some crack head asking to spit shine your tennis shoes for a quarter. Here it is just punk skater kids, hippie bums, and hardworking Americans via Mexico.
Today's journey takes us to San Juan Capistrano, home of a Catholic Mission founded by the Spanish missionary J. Serra who came to the west coast to convert the heathens and steal their gold for pennies on the dollar. Like the natives I didn't feel like paying the price of admission (for me it was only 9$ for them it was their way of live, pretty much the same) so I was left on the outside looking in. Thank God (or the state of California I am not quite clear on the person responsible) someone was nice enough to put a bus bench outside of the wall so I could get this photo for you.
All that work getting this breathtaking cumulative shot of history and religion made me hungry and the one thing that this missionary couldn't get rid of was the 50 or so Mexican restaurants in the town. Luckily right next door to the mission are the world's best tacos (that is what it says on the receipt, so I am obliged to take their word). So after a day of sight-seeing you can saunter over to the other side of the street and enjoy some of:
I have to recommend the Carne Asade tacos washed down with a cold root beer. Then you simply run back across the street and catch the bus to your next destination. Total cost of the trip so far for the day under ten dollars. Well until next time may your dreams be filled with Spanish Missionaries pressuring Catholicism on the natives like a big Hulk Hogan leg drop coming off the ropes and little pedro's tacos dancing in your head, aye carumba.
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