upon entrance to runyon canyon you are greeted with a crappy sign that tells you mostly nothing about it's exact path. a crap map, shall we? a quick glance would tell you that runyon canyon makes one complete circle and off you go to get your fitness on. i assure you we never found a loop and misreading the crap map means up the same mountain twice. though after sitting in traffic for most of the day, i was thankful for that. also, THE VIEW. the view.
i would liken the hollywood sign to the empire state building. each icons to their own city and then when you see it.... "eh, it's a sign." somehow not as spectacular as you thought it'd be. it's all the million small things that make up a city instead.
the hills were dotted with solar panels, swimming pools, and stunning real estate. i so badly wanted to pull a jason segel in "i love you man" and crash an open house. the trail is open for dogs to run off leash which sort of blew my mind because one mis-step (in certain places) and off you go down the hill. clearly these LA pups know their way around.
part the smog and there she is!