4th of July

To celebrate the birth of America, I went to visit San Pedro.



I've been to San Pedro a few times, but this time I went to see the sites they shot the movie GHOST WORLD. It's one of my biggest favorites; it makes me laugh and depressed every time I watch it.

But it wasn't the best day to have this short trip. Stores were closed and streets were pretty empty. We didn't get to get off the car.



And yet we got to see some places that appeared in the movie. Yay.



Next time I'll walk in front of the wall and pretend I'm Thora Birch. I think. If I'm not too shy to do so.



There's always IKEA to visit on holidays with not much to do.

We then went to a used bookstore in Torrance and I got a memoir by Kyoko Mori for one dollar. I keep buying cheap used books recently in hopes of finishing them before the summer ends, which usually never happens.

For dinner we were thinking about a favorite Vietnamese restaurant, but, of course, it closed at 5pm, and we ended up getting some food from Famima! and ate it on the beach watching fireworks. It was pretty though it ended too soon.

I always wonder why it's illegal to do fireworks in most cities here. I used to do it all the time in Japan. With friends, sometimes without parents. I feel like such a criminal for having done that.

And there was one thing I noticed about American people on this day; wherever is green is a place to sit and relax for them. Anywhere there's grass, in the park, by the beach, on the sidewalk, in the small grassy areas around parking lots, there were people on chairs they'd brought out, with their drink, food, or/and dogs. How can they relax on the grass around parking lots? But then, why not, because there's grass. That's all that matters.

Thus went my Fourth of July with a new piece of knowledge I gained about American culture.