Day 1: breakfast at "the griddle": american-sized portions of pancakes bigger than the ufo in independence day. getting rid of some calories by hiking up the ranyon canyon to get a good view of the smog hanging over the city. to my disappointment, the sky was clear and on the way up there were no fake griddle-pancake-sized boobs to be seen. so my first impressions fulfilled the cliche image europeans being u.s.a-virgins have only halfway.