Yesterday I spent the day in a place I frequent in my head, except this time I was there in person.
The wonderfully quirky world of Venice, California quickly became my favorite part of Los Angeles once I peeled back the sticky layer of sweat, sand, liquor and God knows what else that covers the town and saw what lies below the surface.
Venice has not changed a bit since I left four years ago. The only exception is now there is a medicinal marijuana store everywhere you turn. The employees wear green scrubs with marijuana leaves on them and scream at you, “The doctor is in!” It’s only $40 to get your medical marijuana card.
I even saw many of the same street performers who have been performing tricks on the boardwalk for years.
This street performer jumped onto a pile of broken glass
It’s as if Venice has been pickled in time.
I hope it always stays that way.
One of my favorite boardwalk homes designed by Frank Gehry
I relived my regular (more…)