I loved LA. Bits of it felt very familiar. Bits of it felt seedy and run down and that kind of reminded me of parts of London. Neon. Grittiness. People going about their lives in a big metropolis. Santa Monica Pier even reminded me of some English seaside resorts. I loved the neon signs everywhere. I loved the ocean surrounding the city. I loved the fact that, for the first time in the whole trip, the sun was out for most of the time. I liked my first ever corndog and brunch at Bottega Louie.
We didn’t have long in Los Angeles, which is a shame, as I would have liked to explore a little more.
Here’s what happened.