Venice Beach

I need to back up a bit to my 12-hour layover at LAX.  After much debate, I decided to spend my time at Venice Beach.  I was a sight to see on the public buses with my brand new hiking boots attached to my brand new backpack along with two other bags.  I quickly made friends with the bus drivers, who most likely thought that I was crazy when I told them I was heading to New Zealand.  Nonetheless, I made it safely to a brisk sunrise overlooking the ocean where surfers were attempting to catch lame waves and dolphins were showing their dorsal fins in the distance. 

Venice Beach was my first attempt of many to start my blog. I was indecisive as to which blog site to use and simply couldn't find a template I liked.  Maybe it was my lack of sleep from the night before or my pure excitement for the arrival of Devs, my good friend from college, that stunted the development of my blog. 

It was great to catch up with Devs over delicous food at Figtree Cafe.  We walked many miles along the boardwalk and came across some rather unique individuals.  She graciously gave me a ride to the airport in her sweet lowrider Camero.  I experienced the car's quick accelarion in LA traffic. What a thrill!