LA is a great big freeway
LA is a city of huge contrasts. Most of our fellow commuters on the Metro buses and trains were workers of Latin-American background. In Beverly Hills you would see teenagers driving Lexus SUVs while the truly rich cruised Rodeo Drive in Bentleys and Lamborghinis. On the other side of the road from Guess sat a homeless man begging for change with all his worldly possessions in a shopping trolley.
After six busy and exciting days in LA (Disneyland, Universal Studios and Hollywood) we flew to Vancouver. I love this city! I think I'll buy a condominium near Stanley Park and stay here during the northern summer. I'm writing this on Wednesday 14 June. We're sitting at Teresa's Cafe on Denman Street [All day breakfast, Tel: 683-7321]. They do the best breakfasts in British Columbia and this, sadly, is our last day in Vancouver. Today after checking emails, we're catching the SeaBus to North Vancouver, then the Gondola to the summit of Grouse Mountain. We can still see drifts of snow on the mountains!
My running on the trip thus far has been infrequent. We're doing touristy things in the afternoons and enjoying the local night life in the evenings. I may run with a group at 6pm this afternoon that meet at a local shop - The Running Room.
I'm missing reading your blogs. An hour at the Joe Fortes Library on Denman Street goes so fast! Sorry for neglecting everyone. Wish you were here. Until next time, 'au revoir and good luck'.
[Posting this on Sunday 18 June from Joe and Deb's property in beautiful rural Kings Valley]