 |
| This was the view from our NY loft looking toward the Empire State Building |
Louise took off early this morning for her jaunt to Las Vegas and the Grand Canyon. What an experience she'll have - her first time to both LV and the GC. I'm not thrilled with the idea of travelling to the Canyon in a light aircraft nor flying in a helicopter 4000' down into the Canyon, but Mary is totally excited about the prospect.
Thelma and I planned to hire some bikes and ride down to Venice Beach, but the clouds rolled in and the sun that had been shining brilliantly and giving us some much needed warmth, was snuffed out. Decisions, decisions ... has the money been transferred to our cashcards? No! Can we head to the outlets to do some shopping? No!
So ... we hired a convertible and travelled toVenice Beach and Malibu! Venice Beach, the land of the muscle men who look like they're on steroids, pumping iron on the beach in front of gawking tourists, used to be quite exciting to visit, however Sandy and I both found Venice Beach to be quite disgusting. It was just a couple of years ago that John and I took Joshua to VB and it was a shame to see how it has deteriorated into a junkie, grubby, haven for beggars and the homeless. This before we had even got out of the car, a homeless bloke was trying to engage us in conversation, "just whatever you can do to help, a twenty or a fifty" was his line!
Anyway, the weather was foul and the TV weatherman, and Pat, told us that LA was experiencing it's worst April day in seven years; unseasonably cold and windy - just like New York's weather, so we made a very quick exit from Venice Beach.
No comments:
Post a Comment