Woke up to a fairly grey sky. Headed straight up for breakfast at the Penthouse………My oh My was it good. Gorgeous views of snow capped mountains and the expansive curve of the bay.
Super service, super strong cappuccino, salmon Benedict and total relaxation.
THEN packing and repacking…….phewee! Think we have it sorted.
Suddenly felt absolutely exhausted. Roger decided to go for a walk for papers, water and postcards. I just lay exhausted on the bed….skyped mum and had the same conversation …we are going to Peru…where’s that. South America oh my friends husband has just been there …what is her name again? Leslie. Where did you say her husband had been? Peru. Oh I know someone who is going there. Yes its us. What’s that dear? where are you going…….and so on!
Had a long (maybe three quarters of an hour skype to Brian. A fair old ramble around what is happening with him, his previous visits to LA – how he played with Aretha Franklins piano player, had his photo taken by Rolling Stones photographer etc etc. Good stuff.
Went for a walk down the Promenade which was full of buskers – some great, others who really should have stayed home! Great to be back in the buzz of a city once more. Enjoyed walking and seeing all the different people, clothes, shapes, sizes, accents, skin colour.
As we walked we saw the most incredible bag lady with an cart so meticulously organised it was like a neat and tidy suburban house. She had carefully made a dress out of sacks and embroidered it – obviously with great pride.
We found a little secluded patio at the hotel and made the most of the balmy weather to eat sushi and drink wine.
While we were waiting for the bell boy to pick up the luggage and take it into store we got a Skype call from Linda and John…….great fun to chat.
Decided to give our sleeping bags to some of the homeless guys on the beachfront. The first guy looked surprised but was really pleased to get the sleeping bag………the second one was absolutely delighted … so felt good about that. Never know I might end up on the streets one day and if I do, I hope someone will treat me with respect and keep an eye out for me.
Off to the Oysterette for dinner – lovely to sit outside opposite the beach and people watch. There was a garage doing a roaring trade parking cars – opulence of Porsche, BMW, etc and the clothes – women in high heel boots. Does everyone in LA really have skinny legs.
Watched people around us drink French champagne – just as we did and eat lobster while the homeless guys in the park opposite just hang out. Preparation for Peru I guess. Having said that loved the meal. Bouillabaisse for me and fish and chips for roger …..washed down with yet more crisp white wine. Yum!
Walked back to hotel smelling all of the different smells, ocean, plants. Realise that in a cold climate this heady mix is not an everyday thing!
A final check for tomorrow and so to bed
The question “Is it a life experience?” has launched us into some amazing cultural exchanges such as volunteering in Tanzania, floating in a canoe down the Amazon, snorkeling in Alaska and walking among the wonderful creatures on the Galapagos Islands.
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