Hi Lunies,
I received my confirmation letter/info from the Ellen Show yesterday and now I can begin to finalize some of my plans for my daily activities -- until I knew what time I had to be there, etc., I did not want to make any commitments to any other activities.
I have received some California / LA Tour books to help me map out my days in a good way -- my days are limited there and I want to capture a little bit of everything, without spending all day on one tour/topic.
Thanks again, all, for the suggestions and hopefully, I will get to visit many of the places you recommended. The only place that I don't see myself going to is the cemetery, although thank you for the suggestion. As interesting of a place that it might be and as many famous people as it may have buried there -- I simply do not visit cemeteries at all. I do not visit the cemetery that my parents, brother, grandparents, aunts. uncles, cousins and friends are buried -- and I believe they're all cool with that.
My reason for not visiting cemeteries is more because I do not "get" anything out of it because I do not believe the person is there and to stand over a spot that holds a container which holds the person's physical remains . . . well, it just never did anything for me. I spoke about this at length with my mom (before she died, of course!) because I wanted her to know that I would not be visiting her grave after she died. My father had died while I was a teenager and I think my mom thought I didn't visit his grave for other reasons -- I just told her that I didn't understand why people did that -- bringing flowers, tributes, etc., to the graves on holidays, birthdays, etc., -- I still do not understand what it does for people, but I acknowledge that for some people, it gives them a good feeling, so I don't criticize people who do it; I just don't do it.
Since I don't visit cemeteries of those I knew I loved, I am never interested in visiting cemeteries of strangers -- even celebrity strangers. Last year, I had the pleasure of visiting Belgium (with a long-time lunie, Patrick Biard) and we went to Paris for the day. We went to the cemetery where Jim Morrison is buried (Patrick wanted to visit a few other graves of famous composers, etc.). Although the cemetery itself is very impressive, I joked with Patrick that this place gave me the creeps -- there were crows hackling in the background and it was breeezy -- all of the makings of a scary movie except that it was hot and sunny outside! (I especially thought it was funny that there I was visiting Jim Morrison's grave and I do not like Jim Morrison, never liked the Doors (I know, how unAmerican am I? Don't like Elvis either, so I suppose I should be crucified right here and now?

). Anyway, I took a few photos because I know people who like Jim Morrison and I did it for them, so to speak.
So, all this to say, I'm looking forward to seeing LA and it's surrounding area -- the Wax Museum sounds like fun and again, I'll be sure to take photos and give updates -- George Clooney won't mind me using his computer I think!
