Pacific Coast Highway Stop 5: Santa Monica

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Pacific Coast Highway Stop 5: Santa Monica

Leaving Santa Barbara heading down the PCH to beautiful Santa Monica my favourite place in the states and the last stop our trip was bittersweet.

Our first stop in L.A. was the Hollywood sign, as the last time my Mum went it was missing an O so it seemed only fitting that we make a trip up through the hills to check out the sign.

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We arrived fairly late in Santa Monica so we headed out to Third Street for some food and a wonder, it was so nice to be back in Santa Monica.  I love the promenade it’s always so buzzy, I especially love the street performers the ones third always seem to have a unique angle to others around the world.

The next day I convince my Mum that we should hire some bikes and cycle down to Venice.  I wanted to see if it had changed in the three years since I’d last been and also to see how it changed since my mum last went.

It had changed a lot even in three years, there were a lot more homeless there and a lot less street vendors than usual.  It still had a good vibe though and I got a few cool souvenirs.  There wasn’t anyone at Muscle Beach this time, which was a shame, I love watching the guys working out there makes me feel like I’m properly in L.A.

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Our second full day was spent on third street, literally shopping until we dropped.  With a few stops at the many Coffee shops on third street to reenergise before we headed back out and spent some more money.  My best purchase was a pair of personalised Converse from the Converse shop, not sure where else you can get them so I always make sure to stop off there.

I also made a stop at my favourite shop on Third Brandy Melville another only on third street store that is a must for anyone who love their clothes a little bit quirky and original.

Our last day we went down to Malibu and had dinner in this amazing restaurant where the pacific was literally outside the window, I could see the waves crashing as I ate my dinner.

This was the night of Brexit so we got taxis down and back from Malibu and surprisingly for American’s they knew what was going on and how the vote was going.  Mum and I were sat in the restaurant looking at the results coming through in a little bit of shock.  It suddenly got more expensive in to be in the States.

All in all we had an amazing time, it was so good to spend some quality time with my Mum in my favourite place and get some Summer, New Zealandswinter is fairly harsh especially in Wellington when you add in the wind chill.

Los Angeles

They call Los Angeles the city of angels.  In a way that is very true, it has everything you could ever want, any size of house in any kind of area you could ever think of.  It has mountains and beaches that go on for as far the eye can see in each direction.

It’s home to some of the richest people on earth but at the same time there 51,000 people, who have no where to call home.

This is what baffles me a bit about Los Angeles because it is full of extremes there’s no half measures.  There’s people who have eaten so much, that they can’t walk unaided any more. Then there’s the people who haven’t eaten for days, some by choice, so they can conform to the media and societies ideals of being that size 0 or 00.

Then there are those 51,000 who haven’t eaten for days, simply because they have no other choice, they have no money to pay for food.  These people are everywhere you go, it seems ridiculous that they are living relatively side by side with people who are starving themselves by choice.

Those 51,000 also make it seem even more ridiculous that, some of the other inhabitants of this city, live in some of the biggest homes in the world.  These are the people that fund they’re own police department separate to the LAPD and own several huge houses within a relatively small area.

It’s one of the things that draws people to this city all those ex-streams.  I LOVE los angeles, I love the golden beaches and the sea that seems to go on forever. That every part you go to is different, Santa Monica looks completely different to Venice, Venice looks completely different Hollywood, West Hollywood looks completely different to Hollywood, Hollywood looks completely different to Beverly Hills. There are so many different places to see in LA, that you could spend you’re whole life and never see it all.