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here and there to be 'shizzle days' as we called them; planning the
next part of the trip takes times and of course 'nothing days'; you
need to rest sometimes and not feel guilty.
We met a lot of different people on our
journey who all used different ways to plan ahead. Some used travel
agents and booked all ahead, some used tour groups, some, like us,
used the internet (what they did before the internet I do not know!)
... or it's due to the legalisation of weed, which you could smell everywhere, but the people there are insane. Great fun and really friendly, but definitely insane. Full of unusual shops, 'doctors' providing medicals to allow residents to buy weed, some amazing street performers and people out dancing and singing everywhere.
The beach has a great cycle path which you can follow for miles. Full of cyclists, rollerbladers and skateboarders. We rode ...
... minds, it was sooo enormous. I had a chicken Caesar salad and Pete had a burger and the drinks we got were the size of a house. Everything here is always so big.
We then had an early finish for once and headed home, but it was still 6 before we got back to the Hotel. Our last day here tomorrow, we haven't decided what we're doing yet. We might go and see the Tar Pits and Pinks Hot dogs, but we'll decide in ...
... go and fetch from out the back, and despite the fact that Josh had said 't-shirt' as the second item, the dog came back with a pink spotted bikini top! That was pretty funny itself, but then a second dog came out 'walking' on hind legs to retrieve her bikini! He then had to go down on hands and knees so that two dogs could jump over him as part of an obstacle course. The first dog did it all perfectly, then the second dog 'refused' and then looked like it was ...
... US standards) 8 hour trip, it was great news that my LA hosts were driving down from Oregon, would be doing my portion of the route at a similar time. They preferred to pick me up somewhere on I-5 rather than the station in LA's dense downtown, and half an hour after they pulled into a gas station at Avenal (pronounced Avalon by the bus driver) I was the only person getting off the bus.
These first few hours of greyhound travel were ...