This is Dockweiler Beach where we camped on in Los Angeles. It's in Playa del Rey close to El Segundo. L A X was right behind us and planes took off every few minutes. Yes, it was noisy but the view was worth it.
John took his chair out into the ocean so he could relax with his feet in the water, but he didn't really want to get this deep.
See his towel wrapped around his neck?
Note the look on Coen's face. He thinks Grandpa has a great idea!
There are several more pictures in this series but all are horribly off center. There are shots of nothing but a foot or hand or elbow. I was laughing so hard I couldn't manage the camera. I have to admit I got drenched too.
Coen loved the water so much we had to drag him away. If you didn't hang on to him he'd try to run back in.
This was taken from the end of the Santa Monica Pier. Looking back toward the city you can see Santa Monica Boulevard going up the hill inland. Behind me one level down people were fishing off the end of the pier.
This was so interesting! If the big roller on the left is pulled over the sand it stamps an aerial view of Los Angeles. On the right is a small piece of the results. What looks like dots running diagonally across the rectangle are "cars."
Chairmen of the Board
One of the many street musicians who play for tips and try to sell their C Ds
The end of the road
Amber and I left the men at home and came down for retail therapy the day before she flew home.
The place really filled up after these photos were taken. The district is huge, 3 or 4 blocks long and maybe that wide also. It was easy to get disoriented and confused.
It was overwhelming, too, but Amber and I are real troopers who can spend money in any arena. We persevered and I'm only sorry I didn't buy more sundresses.
As John and I left town the next day we drove past but he couldn't be convinced to stop.
The place really filled up after these photos were taken. The district is huge, 3 or 4 blocks long and maybe that wide also. It was easy to get disoriented and confused.
It was overwhelming, too, but Amber and I are real troopers who can spend money in any arena. We persevered and I'm only sorry I didn't buy more sundresses.
As John and I left town the next day we drove past but he couldn't be convinced to stop.
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