So, my parents came to visit me in LA, and mostly we just ate a lot of food. BUT we also took a trip to the La Brea Tar Pits and spent an afternoon looking at excavated skeletons and learning about prehistoric animals from the Ice Age! Every girls dream, right? I mean, after spending endless summers watching Discovery Channel with my brother, I practically squealed upon seeing the skeleton of a ground sloth from across the museum. For all of you, like my mom, who aren’t aware that this fine animal ever existed, here’s a taste of what it kind of looked like.
Anyway, after geeking myself out (which happens far more often than I’d prefer), I felt a little better after taking an hour tour of the pits with a guide who had the thickest lisp and only talked about animalsss, seeps, and sabertooth tigers. He was also a sassy guide who made fun of anyone living near the pits because apparently the entire area is essentially sinking into the ground. Splendid!