when we arrive back in san diego, we go straight to mission beach and hang around on the beach. colin bought an american football and we chill out before setting off to go back to la.
when we get back to la, marty goes to stay with his brother and leaves us his house for a couple of days. we watch a bit of telly and go to sleep after what has been quite an adventure down in mexico.
we get up and go for another brunch at the italian place and then we go for a drive up to santa monica, primarily because ben misses the car, not having driven it for nearly a whole week. first of all we head to the end of santa monica boulevard as this is the offical end of route 66. we've done it. we've driv the whole way. woo hoo!
to celebrate the fact that we've completed us journey, we drive around beverly hills, bel air (no sign of any fresh princes or owt) and we go past the world-famous beverly hills hotel. after we've driven around we head back to venice to chill out on the beach. venice is wicked, check out the pictures below.
another day of lazing around on the beach. ben borrowed marty's boogie board, whereas i hired a deck-chair and sat there reading me book. i hadn't planned for the fact that when i am sat down me shorts rid up over me knees and as a consequence they get totally burnt. seriously: sunburnt knees is not a very pleasant thing to have. after we'd chilled enough we went back to the house to meet back up with marty.
the evening was when we got the full on tour from marty. we went to mulholland drive which were just like the film only a lot weirder. basically, you got la to the south and the valley to the north and a bunch of hills seperating them and mulholland drive twists and turns along the top of this hill. loads of kids used to race cars along it, but we've all seen the film and knows what happens when that sort of this goes off.
we drove up through hollywood and there's all massive billboards the likes of which i never seen before. we go to this really dark thai bar for a quick beer and then head round the corner to another really dark bar. this one was in la confidential, it's where all the stars making films at the studios would go for a quick booze and there's all photographs all over the walls.
next stop was this kareoke bar. none of us do it although it is quite funny, but the best bit was when we left because stood outside was none other than, yes you've guessed it, it were sean macguire. we couldn't believe us eyes. we went to another really posh bar on hollywood drive and then went for a thai meal in a restaurant in east hollywood. it was mental. they had an elvis on stage, singing while we ate. then a girl got up and was singing and she was rubbish, but then the best thing i have ever seen happened: a thai elvis took to the stage. it was absolutely incredible and really has to be seen to be believed. after that there were nowt we could to but go home.
the last day of our holiday and after spending the day on the beach and picking up a bunch of suft shirts we decide to head into town to pick up a couple of gifts for marty whose hospitality has been truly overwhelming. we headed up to snata monica boulevard and go to the mall for lunch and shopping. we get all us stuff and then go back to the house.
none of us really want to drink any more so we go out to a nice italian restaurant and then to the cinema to see stealing harvard. i really liked this film. i was the only one who did. afterwards we went back to the house and presented marty with his gifts. we was totally made up. early start the next day so an early night is in order.