My adventures in LA come to a close today. I am a little disappointed at some of the things I missed – the Hollywood sign, the LA nightlife, etc – but I did have a nice 5 mile run on Venice beach.
After the beach, I went straight to a restaurant/bar right next to the beach. I simply wiped the sand off my legs and threw on a shirt. While waiting for my food I met a Hollywood still photographer. He was friendly and invited me to come hang out.
I didn’t post any tantalizing pictures of Venice beach babes, because I didn’t want to be the one pervert on the beach sneaking up to unsuspecting women with my camera phone. Mostly, because the women were not unsuspecting; women eye single guys on the beach walking around like each male who passes could potentially be a rapist.
I did stare at this one woman and her husband more than common courtesy allowed because I thought she looked like Courtney Cox and he looked like David Arquette. Singly, I wouldn’t have made the connection to either one, probably because they were both a little out of shape and didn’t quite have that Hollywood body. But together, I began to wonder if somehow Courtney and David Arquette had simultaneously gone on binge diets. So I approached and asked and they weren’t. Too bad.
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