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My first destination after a pit-stop in Bristol was Santa Monica, where me and my mum arrived on Monday 4 August. We arrived quite late after sunset but this was fine because when we woke up on Tuesday we were greeted with the most perfect blue sky and sunshine, a beautiful start to our travels here. Santa Monica itself is a beach-side city and we …
... going on. Crappest hotdog I have had in years, reminded me of Wendy's. Lesson learnt.
The game apparently only goes for 48 mins but somehow takes about 2.5hrs to complete. The cheergirls seem to spend as much time on court as the players and had three different outfits. At half time they put up an interview on the big screen with a player and his name caught my eye.
He has the best name (Boozer) I have ever seen for a sportsman so I decided then ...
... back and they'd kindly offered to let us stay when we hit SM. His redwood and many other photos were very impressive. He is a big fan of big redwoods and has travelled to many locations across California to capture these imposing structures. After reciprocating on the photo front, Meghan returned from her fourteen hour nursing shift and we learnt that they had spent some of their honeymoon in the Cervelo team car following the infamous cobbled Paris-Roubaix road race, preceded ...
... of the store which was amazing. Gioia couldn't believe her eyes, like I did the first time I walked into the store. I saw some really cool colourful sketchers sneakers that were really me. After having enough of all the shoes we walked up the street to Hollywood boulevard and the walk of fame. Gioia was super excited, hilarious, she could **********tain herself. We made a few pictures with our favourite starts and Marilyn Monroe in wax. Then into Hollywood & Highland for ...
... We prayed we wouldn’t have to find out. Finally: the aggression. Chelle summed it up nicely at one point by saying "I feel like I’m in a computer game". Cars weave in and out at 70, 80, 90 mph and if you’re going any less than that they swarm around you, making changing lanes a hair-raising experience as you simply can’t look in enough directions at once to see if you’re safe. You just have to look as best you can, indicate briefly and make ...