LA Limousine

Oscar, our new driver
We were his only passengers when we chatted near the Capitol Records building.

There's not a lot of honking in LA traffic. It's actually pretty laid back. But it's still horrible. Stan doesn't honk, but he often curses without remorse. Kathleen won't even attempt driving. The only thing worse is the parking -- or lack of it. (We went to the Price is Right for free. The parking cost $17.)
Today over the "Ultimate" breakfast on Vermont and Franklin, a sympathetic waiter suggested we DASH instead of drive. What? Yes, he said in some dialect, "You take DASH. Come by here every 20 minutes. Goes around and around. Another one goes around and around the other way. Cost 25 cents."
Incredulous, we googled LA DASH and, what do you know, our very own "Hollywood DASH," comes to the Fawlty Towers bus stop every half hour and drives you as deep into the madness as you want, for just 25 cents. And when you tire of it, you walk across the street and take the counter-clockwise shuttle back home. Another 25 cents. Sweet.
Giddy at this discovery, we immediately hopped on the shuttle like two astronauts headed into the unknown, blasting off at 11:45 a.m. today to take a full orbit of Tinsel Town. Took about an hour. A sweet surprise.
Now the myriad tourist treats are easy-peasey to reach in our $200,000 capsule, just two-bits a stop.
Just as sweet as this deal was our shuttle commander, Oscar, who pilots this behemoth through the madness every day. Do you ever get edgy? Tight? we asked. Oscar grinned and allowed that around 3 p.m. things do get a bit tense. But mostly he's got his circle route down pat.
Indeed. Our 25 cent dash was without incident. No stress, no anxiety and no naughty words. It's a good thing too. Company's coming on Sunday.

The Hollywood DASH route. We're in the upper right hand corner.

 Franklin and Normandie. Click to enlarge. Don't want to

WALK to the Hollywood Sign? There's a DASH for that too.