The title of this entry says it all. Our first two days in Maui have been, shall we say, testing.
We very quickly realised that we needed a car, and fast. Not only does everyone have one but it is essential because most of the best places are not done by bus. Also highly important was access to Kite Beach for me and a good wave for Loz so on our first morning we got onto Craigslist and started looking.
4 hours later and after trekking to the other side of the island we were the proud owners of a 1986 Ford Bronco, complete with leaking transmission, leaking tire, broken fuel gauge and the most retro interior you’ve ever seen. But Buck (after a bucking bronco) as he’s been christened was ours for $650, a pure bargain.
However, this is where the fun begins. Loz and I decided to take the north road back to Kahului (where we live) instead of the south road, the way we’d come on the bus. We didn’t know this at the time but this was like saying I’m going to swim to France instead of take the Euro tunnel. What we also didn’t know was that Rob, our not so reliable vendor had sold us the truck with a near empty fuel tank and as the gauge doesn’t work, this was NOT cool.
So off we set of in high spirits and began the journey north around the coast stopping at a local vista spot in the middle of nowhere to take some pics. It was only when the engine wouldn’t start up again that we looked over at each other, panic replacing the jolly smiles of seconds before. We tried again…nothing. Turning over but not firing up. My stress levels were heightened by the 100ft cliff drop meters behind our dead truck.
Thanks to the guardian angels some randoms on vacation came down to the vista point not long after and drove Loz back to a gas station complete with our portable gas tank (which I’d luckily negotiated from Rob) to get fuel. It turned out that was the problem and nothing mechanical but it was still an unnecessarily grim situation to be in.
The portable gas tank only gave us 2 gallons worth of fuel and seeing as Buck is a real gas guzzler we were playing with fire the whole way home, especially on the 8 mile stretch of steep uphill single lane death trap roads we had to negotiate. The journey consisted of Loz swearing and me screaming.
Unfortunately Buck failed on us once again 3 miles from home and I had to do the demeaning hitchhike thumbs up pose to get more gas with complete randoms.
It was safe to say that when I got back to the studio that night I was emotionally shot to pieces.
And finally…that brings me to today. Today we’d planned to have a nice relaxing beach day. We wanted to drive to Paia and relaxxxx. But Buck wasn’t through with us….just as I’m cruising down the highway we started to smell something, something similar to burning rubber on steel. Oh hang on, that’s exactly what it was.
We arrived in Paia and suddenly the brakes didn’t work, they just didn’t work! It was like pushing my foot into a sponge. There was some more screaming and I managed to stop the car with the emergency stop break. We got out and the truck was smoking, an intensely rank smell filling the air. More looks of horror from Loz and I followed by quickened heartbeats.
I think the guardian angels have had to hire out extra help to look after us because this next bit is weird. I’m feeling utterly miserable at this point and we go to the local gas station to see if they know a mechanic that might be available on a Sunday. In our heads all we can think about are the $$$.
Then as I’m telling the cashier our brakes are $*#!ed a slightly eccentric but nice local guy standing behind me says he does brakes and will come take and look and do them for us there and then. I couldn’t believe it and still can’t.
This guy, replaced all our front brake pads which it turned out were NON-EXISTENT for $50. I still don’t know what we would have done without him…probably be sitting back in Paia crying.
Anyway, we got home and are praying Buck behaves himself from this day on. We’re going to attempt the Paia beach day again tomorrow and erase today from our minds.
I don’t think Maui is what Loz what expecting at first, it’s quite shanty townish in areas and pretty isolated. There’s a strong feeling of localism in some of the towns but having been to Antigua I’m finding it quite similar to my experiences there and really like it. There’s definitely going to be lots to explore over the days.
Right now it’s 2.30am and I’m off to nurse these blistered fingertips in some ice so I’ll be able to write the next entry in much better time than this one! Night night zzzzzzz.
Monday, 27 July 2009
Route 1 and beyond
At 8.00am on Sunday 21st Chris drove us to Long Beach airport and we picked up the trusty convertible that was to take us up the coast. I’d specially ordered a Mustang so was pissed off to say the least when the Avis rep said “I’m afraid we’ve only got a Chrysler here for you”…incompetent fool.
Anyway, life is too short to stress so we took the alternative convertible and with the wind in our hair left LA with Chris and Kerin in tow for our first stop Santa Barbara.
Santa Barbara was very pretty and the 4 of us spent the afternoon eating Mexican and chatting before the sun began to set and we were forced to say our goodbyes. I think doing it there was easier than if we’d been in LA because it was new territory and mutual ground without memories attached. It was a sad moment and as soon as we drove away Loz and I both admitted we felt a weird sense of loneliness once again. Something we hadn‘t had since day 1.
Our first over night stop was Pismo Beach, about 2 hours drive further north so with map in hand we set off back onto route 1. We managed to get lost a couple of times, nothing serious and once ending up at a really eerie dead end on the coast complete with a deserted rail station shrouded in mist. We made it to Pismo in the dark though and all worked out ok.
I was excited about our second day (Monday 22nd) as we were going to drive the most famous and beautiful stretch of route 1 through Big Sur state park. We started the day with a traditional freshly baked cinnamon roll, filled up the tank and set off into the sun. On numerous occasions we pulled the car over to admire the gorgeous views and it really put the cherry on the Chrysler shaped cake.
That evening the weather took a turn for the English so we made our visit to Carmel Beach a quick one and checked into the Travelodge in Monterey Bay as the clouds rolled in.
Our final leg of the drive was from Monterey to San Francisco so I got behind the wheel and did the last hundred miles. It was kinda cold and cloudy and really highlighted the difference between north, central and south California. The coastline becomes rugged, rocky, grassy and windswept as opposed to one of hot, sandy and palmed lined oceans.
We cruised into San Fran around 3pm and rocked up to the address we were staying at which was an unbelievably nice flat in a great location, score! (We managed to save $60 by staying with the friend of a friend). After unpacking we had a tight 45 mins to tick off the Golden Gate bridge box before having to return the car so zoomed towards the coast, crossed the bridge, took photos and then zoomed back.
Wednesday and Thursday Loz and I spent exploring the city and seeing the tourist hotspots. Just like our first few weeks in LA we’d brought bad weather with us and it was down in 15 degrees, not cool, so I felt more like watching tv in the flat then exploring the local parks. Highlights of SF were the all you can eat curry buffet for $10 and Loz splashing out on an underwater camera for Maui (excuse the pun).
And then it was Friday, travel day. I’ll cut out the boring bits so basically we were picked up at 6.00am from the apartment in San Fran and 9 hours and 34 minutes later we touched down in Maui yay! (with a secret frappuchino squeezed in there somewhere)
As we walked off the plane I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw a fully dressed up authentic Hawaiian lady holding a placard with our names on. ‘Us??’ I said as she draped a lay of beautiful fresh flowers over our necks! It turned out Kerin (who’ll be visiting us in our 3rd week) had secretly arranged for a flower company to greet us in the traditional way as his little surprise treat. It was very touching and made us smile from ear to ear.
*Trivial fact* - Last week Kerin won the grand final of Wipeout (the ridiculous water game show) and is the new owner of $50,000. We watched it on tv in San Fran with our mouths wide open as we had no idea. He hadn’t been allowed to tell us and had been hiding the news for weeks!)
Unfortunately things went a bit pear shaped when the baggage conveyor belt stopped and Loz’s body boards hadn’t appeared yet. Turns they were still back in Honolulu, oops. He has them back now though.
That evening we made ourselves at home in our little beach house studio, introduced ourselves to Brad and Hannah (who we’re renting from) and made a trip to the local grocery store for some painfully overpriced essentials.
Keep reading for part 3!…
Anyway, life is too short to stress so we took the alternative convertible and with the wind in our hair left LA with Chris and Kerin in tow for our first stop Santa Barbara.
Santa Barbara was very pretty and the 4 of us spent the afternoon eating Mexican and chatting before the sun began to set and we were forced to say our goodbyes. I think doing it there was easier than if we’d been in LA because it was new territory and mutual ground without memories attached. It was a sad moment and as soon as we drove away Loz and I both admitted we felt a weird sense of loneliness once again. Something we hadn‘t had since day 1.
Our first over night stop was Pismo Beach, about 2 hours drive further north so with map in hand we set off back onto route 1. We managed to get lost a couple of times, nothing serious and once ending up at a really eerie dead end on the coast complete with a deserted rail station shrouded in mist. We made it to Pismo in the dark though and all worked out ok.
I was excited about our second day (Monday 22nd) as we were going to drive the most famous and beautiful stretch of route 1 through Big Sur state park. We started the day with a traditional freshly baked cinnamon roll, filled up the tank and set off into the sun. On numerous occasions we pulled the car over to admire the gorgeous views and it really put the cherry on the Chrysler shaped cake.
That evening the weather took a turn for the English so we made our visit to Carmel Beach a quick one and checked into the Travelodge in Monterey Bay as the clouds rolled in.
Our final leg of the drive was from Monterey to San Francisco so I got behind the wheel and did the last hundred miles. It was kinda cold and cloudy and really highlighted the difference between north, central and south California. The coastline becomes rugged, rocky, grassy and windswept as opposed to one of hot, sandy and palmed lined oceans.
We cruised into San Fran around 3pm and rocked up to the address we were staying at which was an unbelievably nice flat in a great location, score! (We managed to save $60 by staying with the friend of a friend). After unpacking we had a tight 45 mins to tick off the Golden Gate bridge box before having to return the car so zoomed towards the coast, crossed the bridge, took photos and then zoomed back.
Wednesday and Thursday Loz and I spent exploring the city and seeing the tourist hotspots. Just like our first few weeks in LA we’d brought bad weather with us and it was down in 15 degrees, not cool, so I felt more like watching tv in the flat then exploring the local parks. Highlights of SF were the all you can eat curry buffet for $10 and Loz splashing out on an underwater camera for Maui (excuse the pun).
And then it was Friday, travel day. I’ll cut out the boring bits so basically we were picked up at 6.00am from the apartment in San Fran and 9 hours and 34 minutes later we touched down in Maui yay! (with a secret frappuchino squeezed in there somewhere)
As we walked off the plane I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw a fully dressed up authentic Hawaiian lady holding a placard with our names on. ‘Us??’ I said as she draped a lay of beautiful fresh flowers over our necks! It turned out Kerin (who’ll be visiting us in our 3rd week) had secretly arranged for a flower company to greet us in the traditional way as his little surprise treat. It was very touching and made us smile from ear to ear.
*Trivial fact* - Last week Kerin won the grand final of Wipeout (the ridiculous water game show) and is the new owner of $50,000. We watched it on tv in San Fran with our mouths wide open as we had no idea. He hadn’t been allowed to tell us and had been hiding the news for weeks!)
Unfortunately things went a bit pear shaped when the baggage conveyor belt stopped and Loz’s body boards hadn’t appeared yet. Turns they were still back in Honolulu, oops. He has them back now though.
That evening we made ourselves at home in our little beach house studio, introduced ourselves to Brad and Hannah (who we’re renting from) and made a trip to the local grocery store for some painfully overpriced essentials.
Keep reading for part 3!…
The end of an era
Hello hello it’s been a while, ridiculously too long and so much has been going on…
Loz and I have made it to Maui and I can’t believe our California leg is over! Time really did fly those 8 weeks and we both feel pretty down about leaving. We’d fallen into the best house in the best area with amazing friends and loved the way of life…maybe a second Long Beach visit will be added next summer. Maui should be what we need though, a detox from the fairly unhealthy way on life we’d been living, too many burgers and far too much boozing!
On that note, a couple of Friday’s ago we decided to go for a more local night out, i.e something not in Hollywood that would cost a fortune so ended up at Long Beaches finest the Shore Ultra Lounge. It was a messy but very fun night with Chris, Kerin, Roman, Diana and Loz. A couple of the kite guys from the beach came along too and seemed happy to buy us drinks so that was all good!
Photographic evidence the next day told us a better story than our memories did and apparently we’d been playing with Chris’s selection of drunk paraphernalia at 4am, things like a trombone, accordion, recorder and the infamous turkey hat.
On the Saturday morning I felt less than ok but got a phone call at 8.30am ordering me to get up and ready to go to Malibu with the Naish crew! Better to do that than sit wallowing in a hangover so in an extreme amount of effort I got ready.
I’d been told that Malibu would test me with much stronger wind, narrower beaches and kelp beds in the water which you have to avoid running into. But going there that day was the best decision ever and I broke through a barrier which has got me up to speed for Maui’s conditions. (I did get stuck in the kelp once and it felt like I was in a scene from Harry Potter, being pulled under by fat watery tentacles.)
Sunday was our leaving do brunch at Spagatinis, a posh jazz club with an unlimited 5 star buffet and drinks. Unfortunately neither Loz or I had truly recovered from Friday and couldn’t really take advantage of the free champagne. There were 7 of us and we had a great day eating in the sun and listening to the music.
I can’t believe I haven’t even written about Magic Mountain and Disneyland! Ok sooooo…..last Monday Chris and I went to MM together. It was exactly what I’d been looking for, hardcore steel structures and twisted metal rising from the ground ready to throw me around. We spent the entire day there from 11am till 10pm and cheated the corporate money grabbing system by taking our own packed lunch which we ate in the 105 degree heat. It was absolutely boiling during the day as MM is inland and doesn’t receive the coastal breezes so was actually more pleasant around 5pm when the park emptied out and sun went down. That was my first time riding coasters in the dark and it was awesome, UK parks should do it, not just once a year on Halloween but everyday.
I remember seeing a program on a weird channel 5 or 6 years ago called ‘Extreme Rides’ and have always longed to ride the acid green loops of ‘Riddlers Revenge’ and there I was standing underneath it! It’s a stand up coaster so you’re actually standing in your harness while doing huge loops, twists and inversions, very cool.
Other favourites were Superman where you’re propelled forwards and vertically up into the air way above the desert, Tatsu where you’re literally flying and X2, their newest ride. X2 is the closest you’ll feel to being completely out of control and facing near certain death….love it!
The next day (last Tues) I went down to Belmont to kite and bumped into Nudge who was doing a lesson with somebody. The pressure was on as this was the first time he’d seen me kite and luckily my trip to Malibu meant I impressed him woohoo! That evening Loz and I popped into our neighbours apartment to see their 2 day old baby. When we met them Sarah was 8 months pregnant so it was crazy to actually see the baby.
On Weds I went kiting again and at the end of the day went to the local greek restaurant for some drinks with Hank and Brittney which was really nice. I’d really enjoyed chilling at the beach with them and was sad to be at our ‘last supper’ together. And later that evening Brian had invited us round for his last supper and prepared a gorgeous pie (his own secret recipe). We got a tour of the Watson crib, drank wine and chatted into the night.
Then it was Thursday which was Disney time…There must be something infectious about the excitement of Disneyland because although I like the films I’ve never particularly longed to visit the park. However, the night before going I found it hard to get to sleep and then I woke up on the hour at 6am, 7am and 8am!
Kerin picked us up at 9am and we took a mini detour to the coffee house (I’ve developed a fairly serious addiction to frappuchinos out here) before heading out to the land of happiness and magic.
It was another scorching day and the park was more crowded than I’d have liked even though it was a weekday however I’m told that Disneyland is ALWAYS crowded. I found myself having to seriously adjust my theme park radar because it’s about as far from the Magic Mountain fear levels as you can get but it was very fun and I can see how it’d be a dream come true for kids.
Part of me wishes adults could once again achieve that truly lost in the moment, all consuming wonder and magic that only a child’s undeveloped brain can access…but I was more concerned with how much a cheese and ham sandwich had just cost me.
We met some of the characters, rode most of the rides (ran out of time at the end even though we stayed till midnight) and watched the extremely extravagant fireworks and water show which put London’s New Year ones to shame (and Disneys happen every single night!).
…But I do have to admit, as Micky waved his wand and Goofy, Buzz Lightyear and the seven dwarfs floated by on a big white boat singing about the power of imagination I felt pretty damn good.
The next day was to be my last down at the beach kiting and I made the most of it by staying in the water for hours. Todd even gave me a cd with the pictures he’d taken of me kiting back in Malibu which I was very grateful for. That evening we threw a going away party and had around 25 people come over and cause much mayhem. The night ended at 5am with the karaoke machine out and me wailing ‘Let it Be’ into the microphone.
So that brings us to last Saturday. We’d booked Harry Potter tickets for the IMAX 3D experience and were all pretty excited about going, the only problem was that it turned out only the first 5 minutes were in 3D!!! WHAT A CON! I hate false advertising.
Yeah the film was good but we’d paid $17 to see HP in 3D and it wasn’t! Simpson was fuming.
Luckily there was a women giving out feedback forms about the film outside the exit and you can be sure I vented my opinions onto it, oh yes I did.
Loz and I spent the rest of the day putting together a little present for Chris. We’d had 4 photos from different points in our trip developed (Grand Canyon, Vegas, Hollywood) and put them in a frame for him. It was a nice way to end the day and the trip.
I’m going to split this gigantic update into three entries so part 2 about the road trip coming up…
Loz and I have made it to Maui and I can’t believe our California leg is over! Time really did fly those 8 weeks and we both feel pretty down about leaving. We’d fallen into the best house in the best area with amazing friends and loved the way of life…maybe a second Long Beach visit will be added next summer. Maui should be what we need though, a detox from the fairly unhealthy way on life we’d been living, too many burgers and far too much boozing!
On that note, a couple of Friday’s ago we decided to go for a more local night out, i.e something not in Hollywood that would cost a fortune so ended up at Long Beaches finest the Shore Ultra Lounge. It was a messy but very fun night with Chris, Kerin, Roman, Diana and Loz. A couple of the kite guys from the beach came along too and seemed happy to buy us drinks so that was all good!
Photographic evidence the next day told us a better story than our memories did and apparently we’d been playing with Chris’s selection of drunk paraphernalia at 4am, things like a trombone, accordion, recorder and the infamous turkey hat.
On the Saturday morning I felt less than ok but got a phone call at 8.30am ordering me to get up and ready to go to Malibu with the Naish crew! Better to do that than sit wallowing in a hangover so in an extreme amount of effort I got ready.
I’d been told that Malibu would test me with much stronger wind, narrower beaches and kelp beds in the water which you have to avoid running into. But going there that day was the best decision ever and I broke through a barrier which has got me up to speed for Maui’s conditions. (I did get stuck in the kelp once and it felt like I was in a scene from Harry Potter, being pulled under by fat watery tentacles.)
Sunday was our leaving do brunch at Spagatinis, a posh jazz club with an unlimited 5 star buffet and drinks. Unfortunately neither Loz or I had truly recovered from Friday and couldn’t really take advantage of the free champagne. There were 7 of us and we had a great day eating in the sun and listening to the music.
I can’t believe I haven’t even written about Magic Mountain and Disneyland! Ok sooooo…..last Monday Chris and I went to MM together. It was exactly what I’d been looking for, hardcore steel structures and twisted metal rising from the ground ready to throw me around. We spent the entire day there from 11am till 10pm and cheated the corporate money grabbing system by taking our own packed lunch which we ate in the 105 degree heat. It was absolutely boiling during the day as MM is inland and doesn’t receive the coastal breezes so was actually more pleasant around 5pm when the park emptied out and sun went down. That was my first time riding coasters in the dark and it was awesome, UK parks should do it, not just once a year on Halloween but everyday.
I remember seeing a program on a weird channel 5 or 6 years ago called ‘Extreme Rides’ and have always longed to ride the acid green loops of ‘Riddlers Revenge’ and there I was standing underneath it! It’s a stand up coaster so you’re actually standing in your harness while doing huge loops, twists and inversions, very cool.
Other favourites were Superman where you’re propelled forwards and vertically up into the air way above the desert, Tatsu where you’re literally flying and X2, their newest ride. X2 is the closest you’ll feel to being completely out of control and facing near certain death….love it!
The next day (last Tues) I went down to Belmont to kite and bumped into Nudge who was doing a lesson with somebody. The pressure was on as this was the first time he’d seen me kite and luckily my trip to Malibu meant I impressed him woohoo! That evening Loz and I popped into our neighbours apartment to see their 2 day old baby. When we met them Sarah was 8 months pregnant so it was crazy to actually see the baby.
On Weds I went kiting again and at the end of the day went to the local greek restaurant for some drinks with Hank and Brittney which was really nice. I’d really enjoyed chilling at the beach with them and was sad to be at our ‘last supper’ together. And later that evening Brian had invited us round for his last supper and prepared a gorgeous pie (his own secret recipe). We got a tour of the Watson crib, drank wine and chatted into the night.
Then it was Thursday which was Disney time…There must be something infectious about the excitement of Disneyland because although I like the films I’ve never particularly longed to visit the park. However, the night before going I found it hard to get to sleep and then I woke up on the hour at 6am, 7am and 8am!
Kerin picked us up at 9am and we took a mini detour to the coffee house (I’ve developed a fairly serious addiction to frappuchinos out here) before heading out to the land of happiness and magic.
It was another scorching day and the park was more crowded than I’d have liked even though it was a weekday however I’m told that Disneyland is ALWAYS crowded. I found myself having to seriously adjust my theme park radar because it’s about as far from the Magic Mountain fear levels as you can get but it was very fun and I can see how it’d be a dream come true for kids.
Part of me wishes adults could once again achieve that truly lost in the moment, all consuming wonder and magic that only a child’s undeveloped brain can access…but I was more concerned with how much a cheese and ham sandwich had just cost me.
We met some of the characters, rode most of the rides (ran out of time at the end even though we stayed till midnight) and watched the extremely extravagant fireworks and water show which put London’s New Year ones to shame (and Disneys happen every single night!).
…But I do have to admit, as Micky waved his wand and Goofy, Buzz Lightyear and the seven dwarfs floated by on a big white boat singing about the power of imagination I felt pretty damn good.
The next day was to be my last down at the beach kiting and I made the most of it by staying in the water for hours. Todd even gave me a cd with the pictures he’d taken of me kiting back in Malibu which I was very grateful for. That evening we threw a going away party and had around 25 people come over and cause much mayhem. The night ended at 5am with the karaoke machine out and me wailing ‘Let it Be’ into the microphone.
So that brings us to last Saturday. We’d booked Harry Potter tickets for the IMAX 3D experience and were all pretty excited about going, the only problem was that it turned out only the first 5 minutes were in 3D!!! WHAT A CON! I hate false advertising.
Yeah the film was good but we’d paid $17 to see HP in 3D and it wasn’t! Simpson was fuming.
Luckily there was a women giving out feedback forms about the film outside the exit and you can be sure I vented my opinions onto it, oh yes I did.
Loz and I spent the rest of the day putting together a little present for Chris. We’d had 4 photos from different points in our trip developed (Grand Canyon, Vegas, Hollywood) and put them in a frame for him. It was a nice way to end the day and the trip.
I’m going to split this gigantic update into three entries so part 2 about the road trip coming up…
Friday, 10 July 2009
Emergency Update...
Arghhhhhhhhhhh Kerin has just revealed that he's managed to get Loz and I FREE tickets to Disneyland!!!!
This is completely unexpected, so with Magic Mountain on Monday and now Disneyland on Thursday I am toooooooo excited!
This is completely unexpected, so with Magic Mountain on Monday and now Disneyland on Thursday I am toooooooo excited!
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Time Flies!
I can't believe it's 10 days since I posted....well, actually I can because i've been feeling guilty about not writing one for the last 4...
The days are whizzing past, how are we nearly coming to the end of our LA experience?! Extending our time here to 2 months was 100% the right decision and i'm so glad we did it. I feel that when the 19th swings around (our leaving date) i'll have done everything I wanted to achieve by this point and maxed out Long Beach's resources.
It's been a fun filled, jam packed 6 weeks and when I think back to everything we've done I can't believe how amazing it's been and I couldn't have asked for a better start to the trip.
Vegas, camping, Grand Canyon, Loz's birthday, Hollywood nights out, day trips up and down the coast, July 4th and i'm especially pleased with the scary times i've been through to get to where I am now with the kiting. It seems like a very long time ago I was cycling down to Huntington Beach in search of my Aussie instructor and now I've had all my lessons, bought the kit (i'm about to get a second kite too oops!) and am up and riding.
Last week was an intensive water week and I spent Monday to Friday day times down on Belmont hanging out with the crew. I'm pretty settled in there now and the banter's flowing between us so all is good...it's sad i'm leaving! It was a good week for kiting with nice wind and I managed to travel upwind a bit.
Last Monday evening Kerin was up for going to see Transformers 2 which Loz and Chris were also keen to see. I on the other hand had vague memories of attempting to sit through Transformers 1 during my ski trip last year and thinking it was a pile of crap so wasn't so excited at the prospect. I'm not one to judge on a past experience so thought I'd go along for the ride and give it a 2nd shot.....and 3 hours later wished I hadn't. What a waste of my life that was. *note to self - ALWAYS trust your instincts and never give anything a 2nd attempt*
After kiting on Wednesday Hank and the crew took me and Loz to Racals, a restaurant that specialises in dishes with teriyake sauce. It was cool to try something new even if the burgers were a little weird! There were so many obese people in there though, realllly American.
On Thursday Loz and I rediscovered our love for Yoghurt Land. Such a good concept, self serve flavoured yoghurts followed by a multitude of amazing toppings, sauces, fruits, sweets, whatever you want! It's pretty cheap too for the amount you get. So now our daily routine includes taking the beach cruisers for a spin down 2nd street and serving up the creamy goodness.
Friday we did the same, some post kiting Yoghurt Land followed by a spontanious meal out with Chris down 2nd Street. We went to Magic Lamp which is all Moroccan inspired deco and food complete with a crazy waiter with multiple personalities. He kept serving us wine to taste in the hope we would buy a glass but with the thought of our limited funds in the back of our heads we just led him on and didn't haha. It was a nice, relatively healthy evening to prepare us for the completely unhealthy day to follow.
So then it was Saturday July 4th, Indepedence Day. Celebration of all things American. We live in a picturesque little part of Long Beach where everyone smiles and happiness fills the air so the vibe was buzzing, the sun shining and people began drinking as soon as they rose in the morning.
There's a little patch of beach just next to the marina dubbed 'Horny Corner' as it's where all the 18-25 yr olds hang out and is apparently the place to be on July 4th so we set up base camp with some tiki torches and blankets on the sand for the day.
The next 15 hours are a bit of a blur but involved meeting many new people all over the place, blagging endless free food and drink and laughing a lot!
One highlight was Ryan's BBQ (Loz's gym buddy) where there was a MASSIVE tray of cookies and just generally loads of yummy things to eat. We met a really funny random girl there called Libby who just couldn't get enough of our accent and the way we said stuff. She just wanted me to speak at her the whole time, and because we were both tipsy in the hot Cali sun we both found this ridiculously hirlarious.
In the evening after a few more random house parties we made our way down to another address we'd been invited to earlier at Horny Corner. We'd been told there was a big apartment complex party going on but didn't know what to expect so rocked up with open minds.
When we arrived there wasn't anyone about but there was a table of alcohol which Loz spotted immediately and began storing away! However within minutes a Dj plastered with American flags appeared and started spinning some tunes. There wern't loads of people, maybe 15 or so but we had fun and sat round the big firepit by the jacuzzi smoking shisha pipe which reminded me of my holiday in Egypt.
We also met Roman and Diana, a couple who lived in one of the apartments and asked us to come up to their place for more beers once everyone had left. Seeing as there were 4 of us we felt safe to go and joined them for some 1am-4am random chatting and socialising. That's what i'm loving about the combination of travelling and Americans, the kindness and openess of the people combined with the spontaniaty of my situation.
Nothing much happened on Sunday apart from more Yoghurt Land and spag bol in the evening :)
So that brings us to this week which i'm disturbed to say hasn't involved any kiting as yet. The deathly winds and evil coral reefs of Maui approach and I need as much practice as I can get.
Monday morning I had my weekly chiropractor appointment with Bob which is keeping me out of any kind of pain and running well for now. I spent the day on the beach waiting for wind but it never came so ended up playing beach vollyball with Roman, Diana, Loz and a few other randoms.
Tuesday Loz and I ventured down to Huntington on the bus, it'd been over 2 weeks since i'd last gone so was nice to have a change of scenery. We roasted away in the sun and I even made it into the sea for a decent swim.
That evening we rented the 5th Harry Potter film out to remind ourselves of the storyline as Chris, Kerin, Loz and I are going to see the new one the day it comes out (July 15th) in IMAX 3D!
Yesterday Roman and Diana had kindly offered to drive us to places that we hadn't yet seen around LA (due to the shockingly awful public transport) so we crossed lots of boxes all at once.
We started at the Staples Center, home of the LA Lakers basketball team. We'd gone there to see the Michael Jackson memorial wall, write a message, be part of history etc but it'd been taken down, grim! There were still press there and it was crazy to think only 24hrs before his body and all those famous faces were standing right where we were.
From there we moved onto the Disney Concert Hall which is designed by architect Frank Gehry and is an impressive building. It's funny because I completely guessed it was designed by Mr Gehry just because it looks so similar to my ring which he also designed.
In the afternoon Roman cruised up to Santa Monica and we took a stroll down the pier while sipping (actually more like downing) my frappuchino. Santa Monica is kept spic and span with every palm being trimmed to perfection. It feels very, very 'california' and i'm glad we got to see it.
After that we drove down through Manhattan Beach and on to Redondo. We drove up the cliff and took in the awe-inspiring view of the pacific from above. Apparently some days you can see the whales in the seas below but we didn't spot anything except a curtain of seaweed.
Our last stop was back up the coast to Venice where we ate burritos and drank margaritas in a local bar. They had baseball on the screens and a nice fire pit flaming away too which all added to the good vibes that day.
We've got some exciting things lined up before we depart, this Sunday is our leaving brunch at Spagatini, a plush jazz bar that does an all you can eat and drink 5 star buffet. We've got around 15 people coming so should be fun.
Also, on Monday i'm heading to Six Flags Magic Mountain theme park with Chris...Loz isn't a fan of the coasters so is going to take a 'rain check' on this outing. This park looks like the scariest experience i'm ever going to subject myself to and i'm a cross between excited/nervous/really bloody scared.
Will update next week to let you know i'm still in the land of the living!
The days are whizzing past, how are we nearly coming to the end of our LA experience?! Extending our time here to 2 months was 100% the right decision and i'm so glad we did it. I feel that when the 19th swings around (our leaving date) i'll have done everything I wanted to achieve by this point and maxed out Long Beach's resources.
It's been a fun filled, jam packed 6 weeks and when I think back to everything we've done I can't believe how amazing it's been and I couldn't have asked for a better start to the trip.
Vegas, camping, Grand Canyon, Loz's birthday, Hollywood nights out, day trips up and down the coast, July 4th and i'm especially pleased with the scary times i've been through to get to where I am now with the kiting. It seems like a very long time ago I was cycling down to Huntington Beach in search of my Aussie instructor and now I've had all my lessons, bought the kit (i'm about to get a second kite too oops!) and am up and riding.
Last week was an intensive water week and I spent Monday to Friday day times down on Belmont hanging out with the crew. I'm pretty settled in there now and the banter's flowing between us so all is good...it's sad i'm leaving! It was a good week for kiting with nice wind and I managed to travel upwind a bit.
Last Monday evening Kerin was up for going to see Transformers 2 which Loz and Chris were also keen to see. I on the other hand had vague memories of attempting to sit through Transformers 1 during my ski trip last year and thinking it was a pile of crap so wasn't so excited at the prospect. I'm not one to judge on a past experience so thought I'd go along for the ride and give it a 2nd shot.....and 3 hours later wished I hadn't. What a waste of my life that was. *note to self - ALWAYS trust your instincts and never give anything a 2nd attempt*
After kiting on Wednesday Hank and the crew took me and Loz to Racals, a restaurant that specialises in dishes with teriyake sauce. It was cool to try something new even if the burgers were a little weird! There were so many obese people in there though, realllly American.
On Thursday Loz and I rediscovered our love for Yoghurt Land. Such a good concept, self serve flavoured yoghurts followed by a multitude of amazing toppings, sauces, fruits, sweets, whatever you want! It's pretty cheap too for the amount you get. So now our daily routine includes taking the beach cruisers for a spin down 2nd street and serving up the creamy goodness.
Friday we did the same, some post kiting Yoghurt Land followed by a spontanious meal out with Chris down 2nd Street. We went to Magic Lamp which is all Moroccan inspired deco and food complete with a crazy waiter with multiple personalities. He kept serving us wine to taste in the hope we would buy a glass but with the thought of our limited funds in the back of our heads we just led him on and didn't haha. It was a nice, relatively healthy evening to prepare us for the completely unhealthy day to follow.
So then it was Saturday July 4th, Indepedence Day. Celebration of all things American. We live in a picturesque little part of Long Beach where everyone smiles and happiness fills the air so the vibe was buzzing, the sun shining and people began drinking as soon as they rose in the morning.
There's a little patch of beach just next to the marina dubbed 'Horny Corner' as it's where all the 18-25 yr olds hang out and is apparently the place to be on July 4th so we set up base camp with some tiki torches and blankets on the sand for the day.
The next 15 hours are a bit of a blur but involved meeting many new people all over the place, blagging endless free food and drink and laughing a lot!
One highlight was Ryan's BBQ (Loz's gym buddy) where there was a MASSIVE tray of cookies and just generally loads of yummy things to eat. We met a really funny random girl there called Libby who just couldn't get enough of our accent and the way we said stuff. She just wanted me to speak at her the whole time, and because we were both tipsy in the hot Cali sun we both found this ridiculously hirlarious.
In the evening after a few more random house parties we made our way down to another address we'd been invited to earlier at Horny Corner. We'd been told there was a big apartment complex party going on but didn't know what to expect so rocked up with open minds.
When we arrived there wasn't anyone about but there was a table of alcohol which Loz spotted immediately and began storing away! However within minutes a Dj plastered with American flags appeared and started spinning some tunes. There wern't loads of people, maybe 15 or so but we had fun and sat round the big firepit by the jacuzzi smoking shisha pipe which reminded me of my holiday in Egypt.
We also met Roman and Diana, a couple who lived in one of the apartments and asked us to come up to their place for more beers once everyone had left. Seeing as there were 4 of us we felt safe to go and joined them for some 1am-4am random chatting and socialising. That's what i'm loving about the combination of travelling and Americans, the kindness and openess of the people combined with the spontaniaty of my situation.
Nothing much happened on Sunday apart from more Yoghurt Land and spag bol in the evening :)
So that brings us to this week which i'm disturbed to say hasn't involved any kiting as yet. The deathly winds and evil coral reefs of Maui approach and I need as much practice as I can get.
Monday morning I had my weekly chiropractor appointment with Bob which is keeping me out of any kind of pain and running well for now. I spent the day on the beach waiting for wind but it never came so ended up playing beach vollyball with Roman, Diana, Loz and a few other randoms.
Tuesday Loz and I ventured down to Huntington on the bus, it'd been over 2 weeks since i'd last gone so was nice to have a change of scenery. We roasted away in the sun and I even made it into the sea for a decent swim.
That evening we rented the 5th Harry Potter film out to remind ourselves of the storyline as Chris, Kerin, Loz and I are going to see the new one the day it comes out (July 15th) in IMAX 3D!
Yesterday Roman and Diana had kindly offered to drive us to places that we hadn't yet seen around LA (due to the shockingly awful public transport) so we crossed lots of boxes all at once.
We started at the Staples Center, home of the LA Lakers basketball team. We'd gone there to see the Michael Jackson memorial wall, write a message, be part of history etc but it'd been taken down, grim! There were still press there and it was crazy to think only 24hrs before his body and all those famous faces were standing right where we were.
From there we moved onto the Disney Concert Hall which is designed by architect Frank Gehry and is an impressive building. It's funny because I completely guessed it was designed by Mr Gehry just because it looks so similar to my ring which he also designed.
In the afternoon Roman cruised up to Santa Monica and we took a stroll down the pier while sipping (actually more like downing) my frappuchino. Santa Monica is kept spic and span with every palm being trimmed to perfection. It feels very, very 'california' and i'm glad we got to see it.
After that we drove down through Manhattan Beach and on to Redondo. We drove up the cliff and took in the awe-inspiring view of the pacific from above. Apparently some days you can see the whales in the seas below but we didn't spot anything except a curtain of seaweed.
Our last stop was back up the coast to Venice where we ate burritos and drank margaritas in a local bar. They had baseball on the screens and a nice fire pit flaming away too which all added to the good vibes that day.
We've got some exciting things lined up before we depart, this Sunday is our leaving brunch at Spagatini, a plush jazz bar that does an all you can eat and drink 5 star buffet. We've got around 15 people coming so should be fun.
Also, on Monday i'm heading to Six Flags Magic Mountain theme park with Chris...Loz isn't a fan of the coasters so is going to take a 'rain check' on this outing. This park looks like the scariest experience i'm ever going to subject myself to and i'm a cross between excited/nervous/really bloody scared.
Will update next week to let you know i'm still in the land of the living!
Monday, 29 June 2009
Loz's 25th
Yesterday was Loz's 25th birthday and we had such a random, full day that it definetely deserves its own special post...
I started it at Gary's box aerobics class in order to balance out the badness I knew I'd be doing to my body later on, the music playlist was dedicated to Michael Jackson (of course!) and 9 minutes of skipping to Billie Jean was hardcore but fun.
After the class Chris, Loz and I picked up some crisps and wine and set off for Lizzie and Albert's pool party in Newport. It's really heating up here in Cali so the idea of lounging around on lilos all day was very appealing and we had an awesome day messing around in the water and munching BBQ food. A highlight was the amazing bomb I did in the deep end, really tucked myself in!
At around 6pm we brought out some mini frosted cupcakes, sung happy birthday to Loz and watched the ridiculously drunk (Lizzle and Albert) try to break their necks doing handstands on the diving board. At this point the rest of us were all sober so i've no idea how they got into that state...probably had something to do with Jack Daniels on the rocks.
By 9pm it had already felt like a really full day and we all had that post sun drenched tiredness about us. There was no room for sleep though and we drove down onto the peninsular where all the bars are. We were supposed to be staying at this guy Jim's house so dumped all the bedding there and started walking to the action.
We had been warned not to go to 'Sharkees' but were rejected from the first bar we walked into for not having a passport with us (ridiculous!) so went to...Sharkees. It was pretty bad, filled with arrogant teenage clones and smelled of sick.
After drinking a glass of almost pure vodka, we ran to the nearest emergency exit and found our way to a much better venue called The District. With more Michael Jackson drowning out the American accents around me I got the second round in and we started taking the obligatory 'night out' photos, good banter!
There seems to be a bit of a blank space in the memory now but I know it involves Loz buying me drinks I didn't need and lots of shouting and meeting new faces.
The next thing I know it's 2am and me and my new American buddies are being ushered out of the bar and onto the sidewalk. Everyone was feeling in need of some grease and we took the last 15 pieces of pizza off the guy selling them out of a hole in the wall, haggled 15 slices for $10!
Some more stuff happened like talking to an arrogant guy about his oversized truck and running into a coffee shop to blag a free quadruple espresso and just when I thought the night had ended it got really weird.
I was walking back along the ocean boardwalk, the guys 200 meters behind me, when I noticed some kind of party happening in a big house right there on the beach. The next thing I know the owner (Doug, 50ish, overweight, greying) comes running out and invites me in to his house...everyone else had suddenly dissappeared and the situation screamed 'DODGY'!
I waited for the other two, much to Dougs disappointment, and being spontanious we went in to check his pad out.
Oh....my......god. This guy was loaded. He had a 60 gallon fish tank above the fireplace in the lounge, I think there may have been some kind of baby shark in there and the mercedes SL 600 in the garage was very shiny. Then he cracked open a 2002 $160 bottle of wine and gave us a grand tour, It turned out he'd designed and built the 4 storey place himself as well.
When we got to the roof we found a steaming hot jacuzzi waiting and music blaring away, the opportunity was too good for Chris and Loz and they stripped down to boxers and jumped right in! Being accutely aware of Dougs probable intentions and creepy stares I stayed in full clubbing clothing and just got soaked. Chris, loz and I chatted for a while about how the hell we'd ended up in a complete random's hot tub on a roof in Newport and then....the piece de resistance........Doug appears on the roof top, framed and backlit in the doorway by his designer lighting.........completely NUDE.
I am NOT even joking. He seemed to think we were all going to strip off but oh no, he was definetely the only one.
He climbed in next to Loz and Chris (thank god) and I spent the next 2 hours avoiding his wondering wrinkly toes. EUGH.
As the sun began to rise we hot footed it away from Doug and ran straight across the sand and into the sea. It was one of those still, calm mornings and as I stared out into the cloudy horizon it felt like it was just us and nature right there and then. (If you think my writing's taken on a cheesy undertone it's because i'm watching Independence Day)
There's nothing worse than going to bed when the sun's come up so we went to Jims, got the bedding and drove straight back to our flat in Long Beach to recover. Today I feel as if I have half the brain cells I did yesterday :/ Oh well, what's life if it isn't random!?
I started it at Gary's box aerobics class in order to balance out the badness I knew I'd be doing to my body later on, the music playlist was dedicated to Michael Jackson (of course!) and 9 minutes of skipping to Billie Jean was hardcore but fun.
After the class Chris, Loz and I picked up some crisps and wine and set off for Lizzie and Albert's pool party in Newport. It's really heating up here in Cali so the idea of lounging around on lilos all day was very appealing and we had an awesome day messing around in the water and munching BBQ food. A highlight was the amazing bomb I did in the deep end, really tucked myself in!
At around 6pm we brought out some mini frosted cupcakes, sung happy birthday to Loz and watched the ridiculously drunk (Lizzle and Albert) try to break their necks doing handstands on the diving board. At this point the rest of us were all sober so i've no idea how they got into that state...probably had something to do with Jack Daniels on the rocks.
By 9pm it had already felt like a really full day and we all had that post sun drenched tiredness about us. There was no room for sleep though and we drove down onto the peninsular where all the bars are. We were supposed to be staying at this guy Jim's house so dumped all the bedding there and started walking to the action.
We had been warned not to go to 'Sharkees' but were rejected from the first bar we walked into for not having a passport with us (ridiculous!) so went to...Sharkees. It was pretty bad, filled with arrogant teenage clones and smelled of sick.
After drinking a glass of almost pure vodka, we ran to the nearest emergency exit and found our way to a much better venue called The District. With more Michael Jackson drowning out the American accents around me I got the second round in and we started taking the obligatory 'night out' photos, good banter!
There seems to be a bit of a blank space in the memory now but I know it involves Loz buying me drinks I didn't need and lots of shouting and meeting new faces.
The next thing I know it's 2am and me and my new American buddies are being ushered out of the bar and onto the sidewalk. Everyone was feeling in need of some grease and we took the last 15 pieces of pizza off the guy selling them out of a hole in the wall, haggled 15 slices for $10!
Some more stuff happened like talking to an arrogant guy about his oversized truck and running into a coffee shop to blag a free quadruple espresso and just when I thought the night had ended it got really weird.
I was walking back along the ocean boardwalk, the guys 200 meters behind me, when I noticed some kind of party happening in a big house right there on the beach. The next thing I know the owner (Doug, 50ish, overweight, greying) comes running out and invites me in to his house...everyone else had suddenly dissappeared and the situation screamed 'DODGY'!
I waited for the other two, much to Dougs disappointment, and being spontanious we went in to check his pad out.
Oh....my......god. This guy was loaded. He had a 60 gallon fish tank above the fireplace in the lounge, I think there may have been some kind of baby shark in there and the mercedes SL 600 in the garage was very shiny. Then he cracked open a 2002 $160 bottle of wine and gave us a grand tour, It turned out he'd designed and built the 4 storey place himself as well.
When we got to the roof we found a steaming hot jacuzzi waiting and music blaring away, the opportunity was too good for Chris and Loz and they stripped down to boxers and jumped right in! Being accutely aware of Dougs probable intentions and creepy stares I stayed in full clubbing clothing and just got soaked. Chris, loz and I chatted for a while about how the hell we'd ended up in a complete random's hot tub on a roof in Newport and then....the piece de resistance........Doug appears on the roof top, framed and backlit in the doorway by his designer lighting.........completely NUDE.
I am NOT even joking. He seemed to think we were all going to strip off but oh no, he was definetely the only one.
He climbed in next to Loz and Chris (thank god) and I spent the next 2 hours avoiding his wondering wrinkly toes. EUGH.
As the sun began to rise we hot footed it away from Doug and ran straight across the sand and into the sea. It was one of those still, calm mornings and as I stared out into the cloudy horizon it felt like it was just us and nature right there and then. (If you think my writing's taken on a cheesy undertone it's because i'm watching Independence Day)
There's nothing worse than going to bed when the sun's come up so we went to Jims, got the bedding and drove straight back to our flat in Long Beach to recover. Today I feel as if I have half the brain cells I did yesterday :/ Oh well, what's life if it isn't random!?
Friday, 26 June 2009
Sunsets, Palms and Kiting
I've got it! The bug is caught!
Today was my third day in a row in the sea with my kite and i'm up and riding the board :D....sort of! I've had a face full of American water a number of times but i'm getting the hang and totally buzzing from it! There's a strange vibe down at Belmont Beach, it's very cliquey (like all sports) but I seem to have found myself in amongst the right locals. Hank (who sold me my kit) has been watching over me and giving guidance and generally all is very exciting and well. Woohoo, bring on the 30ft jumps....not!
We've had a really great week, we were both in need of some serious snooze time after our recent mayhem and its been nice lying in till 10am most days. Last Friday when Spence and Christina were still here I finally managed to pick up my board from Nudge down at Huntington and spent the day admiring and stroking it. It wasn't the nicest of days so after mooching around a little crafts market in the area we began the long and tedious wait for the number 1 bus home.
Less that 10 minutes later a mini cooper convertible comes zooming up next to us and it's Ashley (who lives in our building) offering us a lift, score! Thank god the journey was only 20 minutes because we squeezed 5 people, 6 bags, one bodyboard and one kite kit into that mini and were completely overflowing and very illegal at the same time.
Not much happened in the evening but thought I should mention that we indulged in a bit of Kevin Bacon in The River Wild. What a classic.
On Saturday Ashley took me to her extremely fancy and expensive gym in Newport for a pretty tough yoga class. Apparently this is where all the celebs go but I'm yet to be treated to a star sweating it out on the cross trainer. Equinox is 100% the nicest gym i've been to and if I lived here i'd probably end up with a membership too. Everything was just sooo plush, even the changing rooms had a spa feel to them with hand laid mosaic tiles, spotless glass and polished chrome everywhere.
After our morning sesh Chris, Loz, Spence, Christina and I packed our bags and headed out the door to Hollywood for our one big night out. Being on a budget we decided we'd only do this once so we checked into Le Parc, a boutique hotel on the edge of Beverly Hills (just about affordable between 5 :/) and got into the white fluffy robes provided to make us feel more expensive than we are.
The hotel had tennis courts, a pool and jacuzzi on the roof which was pretty bling but we arrived fairly late in the day so just a mini dip as the sun went down before getting ready for the night ahead. We'd brought half of Chris's liquor cabinet with us to save on buying booze out which was a good thing as the drinks on Sunset Strip were not cheap, trust me!
We'd decided to make Chateau Marmont and The Villa our destinations for the night and all was good. We even met Kimberley Walsh (Girls Allowed) who was friendly although I felt I had more in common with her boyfriend as we got deep in discussion about 24.
The next day we hit Venice beach which was a cross between Brighton and Soho on speed. Loads of weirdos, loads of artists, loads of stalls and shops, very cool. We found a fashionable juice/panini retro type of bar on the beach and sipped sangria while people watching and topping up the tan. On the way back past the freak shows and muscle beach workout pit I even found a wig stall and saw what i'd look like with jet black hair and a fringe. Answer = not great.
Everyone was knackered by the time we got back to Belmont but we happened to drive past a random hippy festival going on on the beach and what's life without spontaneity so took a detour to check it out.
There were a few different open air tents (gazebos with floaty coloured muslin attatched) playing different types of music. Some had small stages with bands on and others Dj's playing to the dreadlocked barefooted type.
That night as Chris, Kerin (his boyfriend) and I sat on a rug on the sand watching the sun setting and silhouettes of palm trees getting darker I thought how can life get much better!
Today was my third day in a row in the sea with my kite and i'm up and riding the board :D....sort of! I've had a face full of American water a number of times but i'm getting the hang and totally buzzing from it! There's a strange vibe down at Belmont Beach, it's very cliquey (like all sports) but I seem to have found myself in amongst the right locals. Hank (who sold me my kit) has been watching over me and giving guidance and generally all is very exciting and well. Woohoo, bring on the 30ft jumps....not!
We've had a really great week, we were both in need of some serious snooze time after our recent mayhem and its been nice lying in till 10am most days. Last Friday when Spence and Christina were still here I finally managed to pick up my board from Nudge down at Huntington and spent the day admiring and stroking it. It wasn't the nicest of days so after mooching around a little crafts market in the area we began the long and tedious wait for the number 1 bus home.
Less that 10 minutes later a mini cooper convertible comes zooming up next to us and it's Ashley (who lives in our building) offering us a lift, score! Thank god the journey was only 20 minutes because we squeezed 5 people, 6 bags, one bodyboard and one kite kit into that mini and were completely overflowing and very illegal at the same time.
Not much happened in the evening but thought I should mention that we indulged in a bit of Kevin Bacon in The River Wild. What a classic.
On Saturday Ashley took me to her extremely fancy and expensive gym in Newport for a pretty tough yoga class. Apparently this is where all the celebs go but I'm yet to be treated to a star sweating it out on the cross trainer. Equinox is 100% the nicest gym i've been to and if I lived here i'd probably end up with a membership too. Everything was just sooo plush, even the changing rooms had a spa feel to them with hand laid mosaic tiles, spotless glass and polished chrome everywhere.
After our morning sesh Chris, Loz, Spence, Christina and I packed our bags and headed out the door to Hollywood for our one big night out. Being on a budget we decided we'd only do this once so we checked into Le Parc, a boutique hotel on the edge of Beverly Hills (just about affordable between 5 :/) and got into the white fluffy robes provided to make us feel more expensive than we are.
The hotel had tennis courts, a pool and jacuzzi on the roof which was pretty bling but we arrived fairly late in the day so just a mini dip as the sun went down before getting ready for the night ahead. We'd brought half of Chris's liquor cabinet with us to save on buying booze out which was a good thing as the drinks on Sunset Strip were not cheap, trust me!
We'd decided to make Chateau Marmont and The Villa our destinations for the night and all was good. We even met Kimberley Walsh (Girls Allowed) who was friendly although I felt I had more in common with her boyfriend as we got deep in discussion about 24.
The next day we hit Venice beach which was a cross between Brighton and Soho on speed. Loads of weirdos, loads of artists, loads of stalls and shops, very cool. We found a fashionable juice/panini retro type of bar on the beach and sipped sangria while people watching and topping up the tan. On the way back past the freak shows and muscle beach workout pit I even found a wig stall and saw what i'd look like with jet black hair and a fringe. Answer = not great.
Everyone was knackered by the time we got back to Belmont but we happened to drive past a random hippy festival going on on the beach and what's life without spontaneity so took a detour to check it out.
There were a few different open air tents (gazebos with floaty coloured muslin attatched) playing different types of music. Some had small stages with bands on and others Dj's playing to the dreadlocked barefooted type.
That night as Chris, Kerin (his boyfriend) and I sat on a rug on the sand watching the sun setting and silhouettes of palm trees getting darker I thought how can life get much better!
Monday was a chill day and Loz and I went to Best Buy to look at getting this damn computer fixed. They said they could....for $200. No way, see you later Best Buy. That afternoon we sunbathed on Belmont and bought some 'all american' burgers from our local take out, they're good value and fairly healthy!
Tues, Weds and Thurs I have been kitesurfing everyday. The wind has been fairly strong and I'm getting over my fear of looking like an idiot infront of the other 40 kiters on the water. It's a bit like being in spaghetti junction on the water, with no control over your vehicle. I try to stay in the slow lane but I'm all over the place!
That's about it for this week, It's Loz's birthday on Saturday so I think we're going down to Chris's friends house in Newport for a pool/bbq party in the day and then out in Newport that night. Sunday we're going to rent some kayaks and potter about in the marina.
I hear the UK weather will be getting hot in the next week so have a lovely time out in the sun :D
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