Tuesday September 03
We’re spending a few days in L.A. recovering from the manic pace of our holiday.
Yes Erin, I know it’s a shit-hole, but we’re avoiding that.
We have 3 nights in Santa Monica, just a stroll along the beach from the pier. We have no desire to go any further than we are prepared to walk back from, so we are quite insulated from everything except the heat.
After summer in the British Isles (and living in NZ), it’s hard work walking to the pier on a hot California day. But I guess someone has to do it.
Did lunch at Bubba Gump’s. I just love this place. We’ve eaten at a Bubba in Las Vegas and New York, and now here. We’ve walked past it on the pier many times, but today we ventured in.
Just came back from an Italian restaurant in the hotel next door. Nice.
These last days are not going to be interesting. Sorrow
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