Day 1 Ronin's travels in the land of plenty, sunshine, and free love

Since my arrival in Los Angeles I was struck the multitude of people approaching me and kissing me on my face and rubbing and holding me even though I have never met them before. This place is really friendly. There is one particular man who is what I beleive to be is a giant and he has long hair and a scruffy face (aka Uncle Pete). The woman who is always next to him and I sometimes confuse with my mom (auntie Tori) is also really touchy feely and takes me all over the place and has changed my clothes many time including clothing I had never seen before. She smells good and is often telling my mom what to do. There is another lady who also smells good and clearly loves me lots (grandma). I think there is someone else in the house but he seems like he's scared of me (aka "the curmudgeon" grandpa George).

When we left Richmond we got on a big plane and sat in front next to a guy with a really big ring and kept asking my mom if she wanted to help him pick baseball players in Florida. All my mom wanted was a pic of his big shiny ring with a big B on it and the numbers 2004).

California is a place where people live differently that where I came from. We go outside alot and do many things that are not familiar yet to me. My mom tells me we must follow local custom. So we followed our hosts and went and bought our food outside in the market. Our hosts carried me around alot and we visited with all the vendors. I liked all the love and attention I got from even more people I didn't know. It was real fun since I was with the giant and could see over everything.

I even got to eat outside in the strong sun and cool wind with the giant and my mom-alike.