Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Going to the Getty Villa was a mission. Being poor but eager for entertainment, doing something like going to the museum with free admission seems logical. We go there park in the neighborhood and walk on down ready to hike up the mountain to avoid paying for parking. (again we're poor). Then, we get stopped by the Getty Police. They stand by the gates of the Villa questioning passerby, "Excuse me, where are you going?". We answer, "up to the museum." They tell us we can't. We have to drive up in order to get in. So... let me get this straight, in order to visit the museum we need to have a car???? Yes. So I said what if I took the bus. He says I'd have to prove it. So I said, what if I was visiting a friend in the neighborhood and decided to walk down. Nope, need to drive up. What the hell? Supposedly the museum made a deal with the neighborhood that museum goers would not be able to park in the neighborhood. Is that legal? Now on Mission Mode, because it is now a matter of principal, we go down to the bus stop to see if we can salvage a bus ticket on the ground to use as our proof. A bus pulls up and I ask the bus driver, nope. I ask some guys getting off the bus. Nope. So we follow an old couple going up and as we sit next to them waiting for the shuttle to go up to the museum, I hide my face as we here THE Getty Police footsteps. OH NO! They caught us. He asks for bus proof, and I still hiding my face, wait. The Getty guy says to us after validating that we have no bus proof, "Why didn't you bring your car?" Jared replies, "because it was too heavy to carry." Oh God, I thought we are going to get thrown out by our collars. Then Jared, just tells him plainly "we're poor students. We did what we were supposed to do and got tickets. We just want to see the work." The Getty Guy let us pass, followed by "But next time....Next time you need to drive."
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