Date: September 9, 2011
My idea of a great travel is always the one unplanned where I just need to sit back and relax and enjoy the spontaneity of the moment. There would be no time pressure of where I needed to go and I would have no damn notes to follow of what to accomplish for the day. My last visit to Los Angeles was one of such. I did not have any plans for two days. When Anacio invited me out, I thought it might be better than just to stay put in the hotel.
Starting my day right with:
The day after.
Alana’s driver’s license was used to get a car though it was Anacio who took the wheel. Men are always better with directions so even if we were sorry for him for driving the whole day, he had to. Besides, I love being in the passenger’s seat. I could take a nap whenever i want and I could enjoy thinking about a thousand things in my mind while watching trees and houses pass by in a blur. So go ahead, boy. Drive! 🙂
The weather outside was really lovely. Quite warm for a BER month. I had my cardigan on but it proved to be a hassle later on. Alana and I had our bikinis under our clothes because we were heading to the beach while Anacio brought along his longboard.
We finally arrived in Venice Beach around 40 minutes later. It was a wonderful way to start any day. I was in hippies heaven. This was this whole avenue of restaurants and stores selling cool stuff from souvenirs, skateboards, beach outfits and “medicinal” marijuana. There were some hawkers laying their wares on the sidewalk like dream catchers, herbal incense and many other stuff that were too weird to identify.
Perhaps the main attraction were the homeless people with lots of sense of humor. Here are some photos from the web.
Other homeless pickup lines include:
I wanna be a pornstar. Need money for penis enlargement.
I need money to reduce penis size.
Pay advice: 1$
I need$$$ to buy beer to get wife drunk so I can get laid.
There was one homeless who got “Feed me. I’m homeless” on one side of his cardboard when the cops were doing rounds and “Need pot?” on the other when the cops had left.
Next stop was Mount Hollywood.
What is a Los Angeles tour without stopping by the Walk of Fame?
Hello there, Beverly Hills.
Seafood for dinner.
Now, flying back to Dubai.