Venice Beach, a little bit grunge with an oddly great vibe
A beachfront boardwalk where art meets eccentricity with a dash of weird and wonderful. A large sprawling beach, market stalls, shops, bike hire, marijuana for medicinal purposes or not! Well it is legal here. Buskers, belting out tunes, trying to sell you a cd, singing as they play guitar on roller skates. The homeless are many, come together with travellers and take up residence in little camps together on the beach. They live in tents or makeshift tents using blankets, cardboard, whatever they can find propped up on a carts or a trolley. The homeless somehow manage to own weird collections of stuff. Golf clubs, dummies, yes mannequins, that are then manifested into a piece of art, but the grandest acquisition of all was a grand piano. Yes a homeless man playing a grand piano on the boardwalk beautifully. How he got it there astounds me.
The things you see when you travel.
A skate park and the famous Muscle Beach outdoor gym with its pumped up men parading around flexing biceps bigger than my quads. This is the ultimate in extreme people-watching.
Abbot Kinney Boulevard home to amazing shops, organic & vegan cafe and restaurants. I ate my every meal here, enjoying quinoa sweet potato cakes, cauliflower T bone, spring vegetable lasagne, cold pressed juices smoothie bowls and green tea. 10 days in Cuba, my one big miss, was green tea. 😬
Artists display their pieces, wall art painted on every free wall. A spiritual spa, have your soul cleansed or just a physic reading. Next door the best barber in the world, well in Venice Beach. At $55 ausdie dollars they would have to be the best, and the gorgeous blue haired lady was, with Craig being privy to a shoulder and neck massage by a hand held device. The look on his face said AHHHHH
A place to be experienced.
15.5 hour flight home. No sleep, it’s goodnight from me for a week ❤️ XOXO