My whining to the sister paid off. She too me to the Getty to see the Vermeer "A Woman Reading A Letter. We also took the niece and her boyfriend Ed. This was us meeting him for the first time. And vice versus. He seems to be a very nice young man and more her equal then the last one. Ed is in the Air Force and is a Refueling Co-Pilot .
The Vermeer was very small! I thought it would be large, but instead it's around 30 inches! It's very blue and lovely. I didn't get to go up close and inspect it, (bitter regret), because then I would have been blocking the view of the large crowd also looking at it.It will probably be the only time in my life to ever see a Vermeer, one of my most favorite painters. The gift shop was completely sold out of anything affordable in the way of a poster, print or postcard of it. Not even a magnet was to be had. Damn!
My sister and I decided to have a coffee before heading down to the garden. We both had cafe mocha's from the Kiosk. I had the first one, She had the second. I so glad of that order because I have been sick ever since then. She just got a little sick that night, and then recovered. Me, my guts are rotting and giving off rotting eggs gas. I'm even burping it.
The garden was lovely as usual, and I took many pictures. But since my UB plugs are messed up on this computer I'll have to use my phone to put just one in. Just one, that's apparently all the blogger app will allow..
When we left the Getty we have to go the opposite way, as there is construction on the freeway. My sister pointed out that a man had left his car and was using the porty-potty next to the road. Apparently someone else slipped into the driver's seat because traffic did move a bit down the street. I laughed hysterically as he jogged past us to his car with a jaunty grin. When you've got to go, you've got to go...
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