L.A. Living (11-09-13)

I think living in L.A. is not for the faint of heart.  I might think that partly because driving a dually around the city of Angels is not exactly fun, but the amount of people that live here is overwhelming anyway! Traffic, of course, is a nightmare,  Everyone parks on the street, because they have converted their garages to living space.

The RV park we were staying in is right on the ocean.  There were some positives to that- obviously the beach was great, but we were on the flight path for LAX and the planes flew right over the RV park at times.  Not so much fun.

 
In the winter, they build up a large berm to protect the RV park from ocean storms.  Unfortunately the berm was up, and blocked our view of the water- but the kids enjoyed sledding, L.A. style!









The sunset view from the top of the berm was unbeatable!









We had a whirlwind visit with Jess.  It started with her cooking dinner for Paul and I at her apartment.

The following day we headed to brunch at BLD’s, a popular L.A. restaurant. We needed fortification for the full day of shopping ahead of us!  Jess’s Christmas present is some new clothes, so we were off to the mall to see what we could find.

The mall was so big we used Paul’s GPS to find our way to the next store on our list.  Finally, after hours of  shopping, we had everything we needed!

Sunday, Paul’s brother and sister-in-law drove up for lunch.  Tom showed Jess his stacking can trick before we all went for a walk on the beach to walk off our quesadillas.

We finally got the bikes off the back of the trailer and took advantage of the bike trail that runs more than 20 miles, from just outside our trailer to Marina Del Rey.  So beautiful to ride along the shoreline.








   Marina del Rey is home to quite a few seals, and several of them were swimming nearby as we rode along.











Only in L.A:  On the bike ride back, the trail was about to be closed because a TV show was filming nearby.  One of the stars loved Paul’s mustache and stopped me to show me pictures of his dad, who also sports a handlebar mustache and looks a lot like Paul!



Of course, our visit was too short and way too soon it was time to move on to our next destination.