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Dec. 31, 1998 - Venice Beach
For our postcard team, today turned out to be a total contrast to the
healthy, balmy days earlier this week: The photographer got sick with the flu, and the
fog rolled in.
So we gamely took the digital camera
to Venice Beach this afternoon, having been thoroughly coached on
where the shutter button was located.
Except it wasn't really a beach day, because fog had crept in under
the cover of darkness last night and had the gall to stick around. Finally,
after a monumental meteorological battle, the sun burned off enough gray
stuff to extend your vision beyond the breakers on Venice Beach, where we
headed at 4:00 or so. Lots of Wisconsin fans were there, walking over sand,
listening to the lapping of beach water, and watching shorebirds do a dance
with the incoming-
And then there's the commercial side of Venice Beach, a very long
strip of vendors that included one who showed tourists, for a couple of
bucks each, just what it feels like to have a python wrapped around their
necks. You also could buy a little airplane made out of a beer can as well
as your choice of several thousand T-shirts. There were bodybuilders
pumping iron for the crowd, a rock guitarist roller skating as he played,
and a one-man band imitating Stevie Wonder. It shows what yeasty cultural
ale can be brewed when you mix certain Californians with the ocean.
Tomorrow will show what happens when you mix Badgers with Bruins in
the Rose Bowl, and what happens when you mix flowers with floats in the
Rose Parade. It's a day that will start at 4 a.m. for us, so gotta sign off
before we drop off . . .
(From top to bottom: Gulls on Venice Beach; tourist who paid to handle a large snake along the Venice Beach boardwalk; Palm trees silhouetted against the setting sun; an anti-smoking message seen in central L.A.; and flu-stricken photographer Jeff Miller.) Previous | Next
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