Sunday 12.30 pm we depart our yacht at San Remo and walk to Venice beach,the weather warm & the promenade full of life ,punks,surfers,gangbangers,esse s & families,muscle bound wanna be Arnie s pumpin it at Muscle Beach. Pommy backpackers (how can i tell because they are glowing white ) lined up straight from the airport with thier backpacks still on outside the medical marijuana office for a prescription ,basketball ,reggae,blues,funk music ALL over,the smell of fries ,dogs , and the waft of the marijuwana mmm ,we stop to watch some street hustler s doin dere thang ,they were hustling for tips with their i must say very good performance , they pulled people form the crowd and took the piss in a good way and then got some young kids out of the crowd and showed em how to dance Bruno Mars style , this one young redheaded white lass about 7 years old just couldnt get it together & got left behind & whilst all were laughing at her,her finger went to her quivering lip and she was going to lose it she was upset , without losing a beat Leroy steps in 6ft tall dude her
opposite colour and obvious stock in life , he leans down whispered in her ear then looked her in the eye- again huge dude leaning down, BOOM she takes off like a butterfly catches up with the other kids and floats around to the beat the crowd goin off ,im looking around and it seemed not too many seen this act but i did.
I seen what you did with the young redheaded lass man that was seriously friggin cool ,he was a humble dude he asks where we were from , we told him
