Los Angeles San Francisco
At LAX airport my friend Karen picked me up.
From being in the freezing snow with -10 a few hours before I was now in warm LA where it was around 20 degrees and sunny. What better place to stay with this kind of weather than on the beach. So I stayed in Hermosa Beach. Just south of Venice and Manhattan Beach. The hostel is located close to the beach and from my room I was able to see the wonderful ocean.
Most people in the hostel are long staying residents. I can’t remember if we had something to celebrate or if it was just a night out but with a big group we went to the local club. One of the Aussie guys that joined us proposed to his girlfriend so from that moment on we had an extra reason to party.
Next morning we went to the beach for some surfing. In my case watching other people surf.
I have been to LA before so instead of seeing things twice I rented a car and drove to San Francisco.
Arriving in the city it was not hard to find the Italian district and enjoy a good coffee with a nice cake. Just around the corner I found and enjoyed a tasty pizza. To keep myself from eating all day I walked to the harbour and then drove around for the rest of the day. From the Golden gate bridge to the beach and back into the city. I really like this city. I could see myself living here.
Back in LA Karen showed me the observatory close to Hollywood and we drove to Santa Barbara. So I think I did all the touristy things that was possible in such a short time.
Two days before I was flying back to Vancouver I got the call that the Greyhound had found my ski bag. I hope I do not have to explain how happy I was. It was more than a week that I did not had my stuff. But most important that I did not lose my skies, ski boots, jacket, helmet etc.
So happy as a kid with a lollipop back to Whistler.