Venice Beach
On Jan 2nd, I told my friend Dorje that I would drive his van full of merchandise to Venice in exchange for a ticket back to the Fe. I was supposed to leave with Angie on Friday morning, but instead I said to her, "let's just go now and drive through the night." It was 7pm. The drive was boring until we passed this nocturnal factory. Modeselektor was bumpin' in the background.
Thank the Mountain Gods that Flagstaff was not a treacherous route. I-40 can be gnar-gnar at those altitudes near Flagstaff. I took this picture of the mountain as we zipped by at about 1am.
By 4am we were somewhere in the Mojave and Angie started shooting freakin' lazer beams from her eyes.
I took what was supposed to be the last leg into L.A., but unfortunately I passed out and woke up at this rest area a little past Barstow at about 6am. I don't remember pulling over.
Angie took over with awesome intensity and continued the journey into Los Angeles. I never knew that there were snow-capped mountains on the way. I think they are the San Bernardino Mountains.
Finally, L.A. The time was 9:30am.
After a power-nap, and a refreshing shower, it was time to put our toes in the sand.
On the strip this bad-ass truck was chillin'.
Hello Pacific Ocean, I love you and ohhh how I've missed you.
Had to take the kicks off.
After a quick walk along the water, Dorje, Bailey, Angie and I, decided it was time for some Thai fare. I was excited as we walked passed this Fairey wall.
Thai Iced-Tea will put a smile on anyone's face.
We ordered a ton of ish. I got the Massaman Curry with a side of Shrimp Fried Rice.
Dorje got some Duck, Bailey got some Pad-Thai, and Angie got some Yellow Curry. They don't do Thai food in the Fe like they do in L.A.
After everyone rolled me out of the restaurant, it was back to the beach.
When do we go to the bar?
After the sunset.
We hit up the Other Room in Venice for some beers and afterward I begged Dorje to accompany me to In-N-Out. I had been waiting for this all day. I love menus like this.
Got that Animal-style.
Ohhh lordy..
The next day I helped Dorje get his warehouse set up while Bailey and Angie took the cruisers out for a stroll. We met up after some Mediterranean food at about sunset. This reminded me of White Men Can't Jump.
Pretty clouds.
Legal walls. I realized that in Venice, or in most big cities, you can express yourself in any form. There was a huge skate park on the beach, legal walls, rollerskating jams, head shops, art shops, surfers, I mean everything. 
Even the palm trees expressed themselves.
I love the old Art-Deco buildings that stand in front of the beach.
And then, an enormous drum circle. Dancing to organic sounds.
Time for sushi. More excitement for me since I refuse to eat sushi in the Fe.
Later that night Dorje busted out the Burning Man shades.
The next morning, Angie and I felt Kushy and got some coffee on our way to the beach.
This is how we are supposed to spend our mornings as human beings.
We took the cruisers across the highway into Santa Monica and explored.
This was a cool rest stop.
It was all down-hill back to Venice. Fun.
An-G.
Really tall guy.
The canals.
And then, my final request, Ethiopian food.
There is none in the Fe, specially vegan deliciousness.
Topped-off with a coffee "celebration." I couldn't of felt any happier. Dorje and Bailey gave us a tour of Hollywood, and Beverly Hills on our way to LAX. We had so much fun and it was hard to say good-bye.
Airport beer.
Disssss.
Ready for Albuquerque. It was a surreal weekend. Thank you Dorje and Bailey for an unforgettable time. See you soon!
posted by Enrique at
6:20 PM
1 Comments:
HAHAHA "airport beer"! that flagstaff mountain foto is so awesome. the photos you posted of our overnight haul are appropriately frikin psychedelic, my friend. that was a great trip. cruisin on kush...!
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