Read the cardboard
A change of pace
This is a Venice Beach bordello (says so on the door)
They've just changed the laws in California re dope.
That shiny, new, black Mustang convertible I mentioned
Jane with Sesame Street hydrant
Yesterday had us make a very good decision. We looked at the weather prediction and worked out which was going to fall onto the places we were going to ride that day might make us wet. Becoming wet we would, as a consequence, make us miserable and tetchy. Misery and tetchiness might counteract the good effect that the wads of hard-earned money that we've already invested.
Jane with Sesame Street hydrantIf you skipped over that paragraph the end result was a shiny new black Mustang Convertible.
We got the sat-nav with it to remove another source of disharmony and that worked a treat too.
We went to sleazy, grimy Venice Beach for breakfast. It really is a space for anyone with any problems. If you want to goose-step up and down, scowling like an Orc, yelling at your bothersome demons whilst drink raw eggs from a cup. There is a place for you here.
We made the mistake of buying a dozen beers there and we were accosted from all directions from those who felt it was only fair that we share (see pic), they were worse than seagulls. The good-looking guy on the bench with the suspiciously friendly cardboard sign, "Share a smile", was particularly insistent.
We've followed Highway One up the west coast and may get to go across the Golden Gate. The weather turned bad yesterday but we were able to put the top up and diddy-bop to hits of the 80's without too much trouble. Jane is allowed to drive but is still dealing with the reversal of her sensibilities. Today might be the day.
We only have a few days before we fly out but things are going well and the sun is up this morning. It was zero-viz yesterday. Which detracts just a little from our overall intention.
I was very glad not to be subjecting Jane to hours of wet misery on the back of the camel. Score one for uncommon sense.
That's it for now. Breakfast awaits.
Highway 1 tip - tune in to a mexican music station, there's lots of them. Goes well with the scenery.
ReplyDeleteOr just get an ancient Pueblo Indian c.d. Makes the mood even better. Your mood seems to be enhanced with Jane's arrival. You seem to have more graceful words than normal. You know, even kind of nice!!! Stop by the Dr. for a routine checkup eh??? Rock on with the 80's on the highway!
ReplyDeleteThanks people. We found the groove where-ever we ended up. Grace is a clunky thing sometimes Patty.
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