California Love

Peoples-


It's Saturday and Chris, Tanner, and I have spent the last 2 days in the beautiful city of Los Angeles. Its been the nut. Prior to coming here I heard a lot  about how dirty and smoggy it was but after spending some time here I think it gets a bad rap. It is no more dirty than any other large city and I think people are actually just confusing smog with pot smoke, because that shit is everywhere. I know marijuana is legal here but man they beat that thing into the ground. We went to Venice Beach first and immediately headed straight for the ocean. None of us had ever seen the Pacific so that was priority #1. It was a very coalescing moment looking out over the Ocean as I had now quite literally driven coast to coast which is not something everyone has done. I don't know how these guys felt but it gave me a great sense of accomplishment. We walked around the beach and took some pictures which I'll post up here later but, suffice it to say, California beaches are way different than Savannah. It was so weird to see mountains surrounding the sand, and the water was fucking frigid. Seriously, it is 80 degress here but the water feels like an ice bath. After basking in the glow of our awesome success for a time we  mosied our way up to the Venice Beach walkway and quickly were accosted by greened out hipsters informing us that "the doctor is in." Apparently, hackjob MDs with more loan debt than scruples just set up shop in these holes in the wall on the Venice Beach strip and for 40 bucks a pop they will prescribe you a medicinal marijuana card to cure your depression/insomnia/glaucoma/AIDs. And it isn't just one of these places, they are every 100 feet and they're immediately followed by stores selling various stoner paraphernalia. I figured there would definitely be some of that around but after a bit it got sort of ridiculous. Now, originally I had convinced my compatriots to go get one of these licenses with me so we could see one of these secretive weed spots because I thought it would make a great story for the blog, and because when in Venice, do as the dirty hippies do. However, ultimately we decided against that plan as really it was expensive and none of us cared that much,  so sadly no fun stories from the smokers dens. The rest of Venice Beach was certainly worthwhile though as we got to see all of those touristy things that are actually cool like the muscle beach workout gym thingy and the famous skate park. The whole scene was much like Key West or River St. only with more hippies. Seriously, the place was infest with hippies. Apparently Venice Beach didn't get the memo that the hippie movement died 40 years ago. After spending enough time down on the walkway the sun was beginning to set so we decided it was crucial that we watch our first sunset on the ocean and it didn't disappoint. It's just so damn pretty out here. After the sunset we went to meet up with one of Chris's frat brothers who we were staying with in LA to have dinner and go for drinks. We ate at a place called Wahoo's fish tacos and it was legit. Damn good food and this is coming from a man who worked in the seafood business so I know what I'm talking about. After that we had a few drinks at a local bar and then eventually matriculated to Brent's place and crashed. That is all for our first day of  LA. Much more to write but I'm under a time crunch as we are currently off to do more adventuring , however I will leave you with a joke that a young stoner who was sitting on the side of the walkway with a sign reading "Jokes 2 for $1": What do you call 100,000 hippies camping out? I don't know but they're fucking in tents."


-Jed