The withdrawal symptoms were harder to overcome this time round. I missed the days where I wake up to a new unknown everyday.. just key in the location and let it bring us to the place.
My deepest impression of USA. That's a common question from friends and colleagues since we really went to quite a few places in 3 weeks.
The most vivid memory I had of the trip would be in LA. We googled and keyed in what we thought was the best viewing location for the hollywood sign. The driving route was along narrow roads, windy and pretty hilly along the houses of rich people. We couldn't make out actually where was our next turn. I remembered carefully maneuvering up the windy curves and listening to B's instructions on directions.
Then somewhere, we drove though some tall, bushy trees and when we were out of the shade, the hollywood sign was right smacked there, just like in postcards. And we just gawked and squealed in excitement like little gals, exclaiming that this must be the BEST view ever. The sky was blue and the sun lit up our faces. Just the right amount for a kodak moment. Don't ask me why but that feeling was just unspeakable.
