A Vacation in 3 Parts: Part 2

Oh to be footloose and fancy free...enjoying the days of my youth. Dun da da! Haha...I totally am. So, Day 2...How to Chill in Cali.

Cruise by or through the poshest/trendiest of places. Don't stop though...they have security. Yikes!

Beverly Hills! That's where I want to be...so I went...er...drove by? Close enough.

Search for the Baywatch Lifeguards...but DON'T fake drowning, apparently, that is highly frowned upon. My bad. Sara and I momentarily got in the water, but I later learned this particular beach has extremely high levels of a certain toxin. I call it Toxin X, pretty soon I anticipate a third arm or some other form of super powers. You may be jealous.

Baywatch lives on! No sign of the Hoff, he must be judging something.

Now, should you get bored of the lounging and peaceful naps on the beach, someone cleverly added an amusement park right on the beach! You can ride things and eat stuff...both of which will cause you to feel nauseated.

Santa Monica Pier

Visit the muscley men (and women, I won't lie, kinda scary) of Muscle Beach.

Grr! I love to lift things, and climb stuff, and show off my muscles!

These people were like monkeys!


To complete your chill...cruise around the beach. Preferably in one of these babies (the muscle car or phatty bike, not the baby stroller):

His ride was pimped...I am almost positive.

Avoid creepy street performers. At all costs.

Electric Blue Pants. Mesh Tank Tops. Hotness.
(I just threw up a little bit while typing that.)

Enjoy the heavenly treat of frozen yogurt...yes, it's trendy again...that and leggings...perfect. But, seriously, Pinkberry is delicious dreams that you can eat with a spoon. I got mango, kiwi, and strawberries on mine...I will stop here only to prevent my salivating further.

Mmmm! Pinkberry...as magical as one could hope.

California provider of much needed R&R. And so as the sun sets on another Californian Day of Adventure, it also marks the close of another blog-tastic-ness.