Thursday, November 6, 2008


When in LA it is a requirement that one checks out the beaches. After some consultation, we decided to visit Venice Beach.

What? Why Venice Beach when the title says Santa Monica Pier? Well we aimed for Venice Beach but got lost and ended up at the infamous Santa Monica Pier, that's why.

We arrived in the late afternoon, so most of the people were beginning to head home, leaving behind what looked like over a million footprints in the sand. The odd part about Santa Monica Beach is that it also serves as a tribute cemetery for the American soldiers who died in the Iraq and Afghanistan wars. It is odd because there are hundred of white crosses placed on a beach where people are busy having fun and riding rollercoasters.

They were people fishing off the side of the pier and we wondered if they actually ate the fish they caught. Remember that LA is a city of 12 million people, 10 million of whom had just gone swimming in these very waters.

The best part? Valet parking at the beach.

Today The Son bought a new pair of bathers, The Man stopped at an equestrian store and I searched in vain for Barbra Streisand's house... in Malibu.

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