Shitty of Angels

The city of Angels, more like the city of hippies. Yet again they have infiltrated the side streets and beach areas of another West coast city with their smelly bum ways, trying to make a buck the only way they know how - singing about saving the world and banning the bomb while banging bongos and sleeping rough on the beach. After hearing bad stuff about down town LA (just another big smelly city) we (Lisa) looked for somewhere near the beach to stay for the couple of nights we were there. The Cadillac “Hotel” Venice Beach was the cheap and cheerful option. It was right on the beach and just a few blocks south of main street Santa Monica.

We saw lots of crazies on the boardwalk including one guy wearing a Turban, playing an electric guitar on roller blades! And another muscle guy just walking around all buff wearing nout but a lil leopard skin g-string – fetching!
Venice Beach and Santa Monica Main Street were very nice with lots of trendy apartments facing the sea, cool shops and lovely restaurants to get some eats. We saw a flyer for Dj Sneak, Derrick Carter and Heather all playing some secret location party the night we arrived, but seeing as we had already seen Sneak play in Vegas, we left it. Lisa picked up a new rucksack and we got our mits on a fancy laptop for a steal.

The last day we went to Universal Studios tour, which was excellent. There were loads of cool rides like a Jurassic Park (scary water ride) and The mummy ride - (roller coaster in the dark). The Back to the future ride was so good with added commentary from The Doc himself! Then we did the big Universal Studio tour where we saw the street they film desperate housewives on and also the Plane Crash scene from War of the Worlds and loads of other stuff. The Van Helsing thingy scared the pants off Lisa when a lil midget ran out and went “RARRRR” at the end lol was v funny. So I guess that was LA We’d defo go back and visit the west coast, relaxed people, great weather and my friends the hippes.

Jimbarrooooo