Written yesterday evening:
Here I sit in front of Muscle Beach waiting for sunset. Santa Monica that is. I've just come from Venice Beach and watched men working out in their undies, girls on skateboards and a game of basketball. There are also mini tennis/giant ping pong courts and for some reason there was snow on the footpath.
You can buy all sorts of things at Venice. I've been very tame and settled for a bikini, a dress and a few t-shirts for presents. I could have paid $1 for pyschobabble, shitty advice or for some dude to scratch my butt. Or there a multitude of doctors who will prescribe weed for any number of medical conditions. I'm pretty sure that PMS was even on the list. Tattoo shops abound - henna or the real thing. I think i'd like a tattoo of the world with the places I've visited shaded in. Not sure where to put it though. Only place that I can think of that is big enough and discreet enough is my arse. "I'll show you the world" takes on a whole new meaning....
I know my last post was from just after Yosemite, and I'll get to those stories too, but I wanted to write a post in the moment rather than from memory.
I arrived in LA yesterday evening where I am staying with friends of friends. We went out to Larchmont Grill last night for a very nice meal. Seafood chowder, salmom w mushrooms and sweet potato fries followed by shared desserts of peach pie, strawberry shortcake and red velvet cake. It was my first red velvet experience and it is divine. I'm going to have to find a recipe.
There's a ferris wheel at the end of the pier in Santa Monica. I may have to explore.
(addendum: I love ferris wheels, but they wouldn't let you ride if you were by yourself (one of the disadvantages of travelling along). I could have gone to trapeze school on the pier but they were all sold out. Don't think I could manage the splits like that anyway.)
Here I sit in front of Muscle Beach waiting for sunset. Santa Monica that is. I've just come from Venice Beach and watched men working out in their undies, girls on skateboards and a game of basketball. There are also mini tennis/giant ping pong courts and for some reason there was snow on the footpath.
You can buy all sorts of things at Venice. I've been very tame and settled for a bikini, a dress and a few t-shirts for presents. I could have paid $1 for pyschobabble, shitty advice or for some dude to scratch my butt. Or there a multitude of doctors who will prescribe weed for any number of medical conditions. I'm pretty sure that PMS was even on the list. Tattoo shops abound - henna or the real thing. I think i'd like a tattoo of the world with the places I've visited shaded in. Not sure where to put it though. Only place that I can think of that is big enough and discreet enough is my arse. "I'll show you the world" takes on a whole new meaning....
I know my last post was from just after Yosemite, and I'll get to those stories too, but I wanted to write a post in the moment rather than from memory.
I arrived in LA yesterday evening where I am staying with friends of friends. We went out to Larchmont Grill last night for a very nice meal. Seafood chowder, salmom w mushrooms and sweet potato fries followed by shared desserts of peach pie, strawberry shortcake and red velvet cake. It was my first red velvet experience and it is divine. I'm going to have to find a recipe.
There's a ferris wheel at the end of the pier in Santa Monica. I may have to explore.
(addendum: I love ferris wheels, but they wouldn't let you ride if you were by yourself (one of the disadvantages of travelling along). I could have gone to trapeze school on the pier but they were all sold out. Don't think I could manage the splits like that anyway.)
Wow - you've had an interesting trip, eh - a great mixture of roughing it in the country and slick city life! (Sorry about the bloody blood nose.) Did the butt-scratching happen in public? I x
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