We've lived in LA less than a year and already we've stopped exploring the city. The other week at work, a friend said that he was 'trying to be a tourist in LA.' This struck me as a good idea, so last weekend Mr. Octopus and I spent Saturday in Venice, the beachside community way the hell over on the other side of town.
We arrived in Venice before noon on Saturday and walked around the main thoroughfare, Abbott Kinney. It was dead. We joked about how the locals must be sleeping in or out surfing. It was so laid back-- we got sleepy just walking around.