so last night, steve and i were driving around newport and i was giving him the 25 cent tour of where i grew up. i was in the middle of telling him what a quiet, peaceful, beach town this place is, when 2 cop cars bust out of a parking lot, lights and sirens on, hauling a#$ down the street, trying to pull over some black SUV. after about a mile of not pulling over, with the cops behind them, the car stops...at a red light! this car seriously was not pulling over or stopping for the now 4 cop cars behind him, but decided to stop at the red light. i loved it! his stopping at the light also gave steve and me time to catch up in our car. we were little police chasers for a bit, until some other cop car totally blocked traffic to keep us back from the action. loser.
even though we were back aways, we still got to see the action. a couple minutes later, the ghetto bird was in the air, with the spotlight on the car. at this point, steve and i are getting to the street we need to turn on to go home, and literally, right in front of the street light, the car stopped and the police apprehended the criminal. so we HAD to stop and watch while the police handled their business. we had a ten minute delay while the cops cleared the area, and we were on our way again.
it was such a random thing to happen in a place like this, where nothing ever happens. and for us to see it firsthand, was really kinda fun. here are a few pictures of the action.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
a tour of newport...and a police chase?
♥ The Rawson's at 9:56 AM
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that made me laugh. i remember when jeremy and i had only been married a few months, he had a business trip in LA. His company put him up in some hotel in the ghetto and since i was going with him i quickly changed our plans. at first he didn't believe me when i told him it was a bad part of town, but the night we got there there was a police chase that ended in the parking lot across for the hotel we were supposed to stay in. he believed me then.
oh and then there's the night about a week later, i had to fly home early to get back to work and he went out late one night to get dinner. he started to go to one place then changed his mind. he later found out it was held up at gun point. and while he was driving back to his hotel, we were on the phone. all of a sudden he's like "wow some car just drove past going like a hundred. oh my gosh they'res a cop, and another one...um i think i'm in the middle of a high speed chase, there are police every where." I told him to hurry back to his hotel and turn on the tv and sure enough, he got to see the reply with his car bebopping along. Haha. Welcome to California! (makes me glad I'm gone)
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