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Day 74: Easter Sunday x2 - Fiji to Venice Beach, LA


I spent my last day in Fiji doing pretty much what I spent my last three days doing - not that much. It was super nice and felt even hotter today even though there was a tough breeze coming in from the pacific. I'm itching to get home now though, LA seems an unnecessary obstacle. I've been to La before and I can't say I'm a huge fan. It's fun for the celeb spotting and the tourist side but as a lifestyle it didn't really appeal. Venice beach was really the only place that I remember coming alive for me, like Camden only with hot pants and roller blades, and so that's where I'm headed.


Now in Venice Beach, and it's exactly as I remember it. Full of every kind of person thronging along the famous palm-lined broadwalk and huge beach, dancing, playing music, cycling, exercising, shopping, eating, all in a cloud of dope and happiness. Groups of people were grouped together for seemingly spontaneous paint parties on the beach. I befriended a chatty Swiss girl on the shuttle bus and she couldn't quite get her head around Venice's brand of 'cosmopolitan'.


 "Everyone in the world is here," "if you don't want to grow up, this is where you come", the latter in reference to a bunch of 70+ year olds showing the younguns how to boogy to Akon and Rihanna in lycra and on wheels in the al fresco roller disco... Now I've seen it all. This guy above was my personal fav.


Having just time travelled and experienced Easter Sunday twice in the same year in completely different places, I got peckish and tired pretty quickly so opted for a slice of pizza on the beach followed by a butter pecan ice cream. As the sun set, Nina (the Swiss girl) and I watched the skaters in the beach skate park. It's a skateboarder's dream out here. And these guys are good... Even the barely 4 foot mini skaters and flipping and diving and god knows what all over the shop. I feel shamed. But in awe.


Having been told to stay away from the venice streets after dark, I allowed myself to be forced into my bed at 9pm. Exhausted but so glad I've had the extra day in LA to soak up some last minute fun and culture before heading home. *sob*



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