I thought it was a great idea until I got on the 405 and spent an hour in traffic at 11:30 in the morning. There is always a little pain with the gain in L.A.
So I finally ended up at the Santa Monica pier (along with the other tourists) and parked my car for $6.
And this is what I saw ...
I walked all the way down from Santa Monica to Venice. It took about an hour but there was good people watching.
If Santa Monica is like your rich old aunt who likes to wear a lot of perfume, Venice is like your creepy homeless uncle who smokes medical marijuana.
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The 8th picture... they sell THE. BEST. potatoes. ever.
I experienced so much growing at venice beach. I lusted. I loved. I lost. I lived.
Now I just miss. And reminisce.
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