Juliette drove us back through Adasm Heights so we could look at som,e of the early Los Angeles houses - at times slightly incongruous, set between more modern (ie, ugly!) buildings - and sometimes in various states of disrepair.
After a brief lunch on the deck at the back of the house we set out for the Getty Centre, the other side of Beverly Hills
. After an hour or so in the car we caught sight of the complex - a beautiful set of buildings high on a hill overlooking LA. You drive into a multi-storey car park at the foot of the hill, and a little train takes you to the top, where the views are fantastic. The main event at the moment is a photographioc exhibition by Irving Penn, entitled "Small Trades" - it's a wonerful selection of black and white photos (taken in the 50s) depicting individual workmen (and women) from New York, Paris and London. The Centre also has a small section of Impressionist paintings, including several Monets, Manets, and a Van Gogh...plus, in another section, a number of Rembrandts and a Turner. The whole complex is set in beautiful gardens with superbly manicured lawns, and a number of large sculptures to set it all off.
By 6pm we were back in the car, and drove back along Sunset Boulevard, and Hollywood Boulevard as the early nightlife began to show the first signs of life.
Tomorrow: San Francisco!
Juliette had suggested we go to church today - it being Sunday. But this was AN EXPERIENCE - the First African Methodist Episcopalian Church in downtown LA. And it really was an experience - much joyous singing, clapping, praising the Lord, a bit of dancing, and an incredible sermon from the Pastor. It was an incredibly uplifting experience, and as guests we got a round of applause from the rest of the congregation (something they do at every service, I think - but it really underlined the welcome, which was vety warm).