Tonight I went to this club in Hollywood called The Highlands. It’s located on the corner of Hollywood Boulevard and Highland Avenue – just down the street from the Kodak Theater where red carpet is laid for the Oscars each year.
When I arrived at the club, I didn’t enter alone.
You see, we had spent the entire afternoon together playing at the beach and when I decided that I wasn’t ready to go back to Riverside, we headed up the 101 towards Hollywood.
It seemed like a good idea, but once we found parking, I started to wonder if I was making some sort of mistake that I’d later regret. I snuck in a quick phone conversation with my friend Lisa and she assured me that it would be okay.
To be honest, I wanted to leave “him” at the car. I didn’t want people to see us together on the streets of Hollywood, but it didn’t appear that I had much of a choice. If I left him at the car he wouldn’t be there when I returned.
So we walked the stars together. And everyone kept staring at us – especially men. It probably didn’t help that I was wearing high heels. I’m not one to get embarrassed, and I wasn’t, but I did feel awkward. Pretty much anything goes in Hollywood, but we were pushing even Hollywood's limits – especially when we hopped on the escalators to get the 4th floor.
I was relieved once we were inside the club because that’s when I was finally able to drop him. And really I did. I left him hanging at the coat room and joined my friends Joy and Erica out on the floor. Of course, I didn't leave him there; I made sure to pick him up on my way out. After all, it’s my surfboard that we’re talking about. :)
* I’m a part of a sweet community called Mosaic. Typically we meet at the Mayan Club in downtown LA, but tonight we met in Hollywood. For more information on Mosaic (and great podcasts!), go to Mosaic.org