Photo by myself on Ocean Avenue around Arizona Street, in Santa Monica.
Happy Memorial Day! It's beautifully sunny here in Santa Monica. There is a constant cool breeze, so it's best to wear a hat and light jacket.
The public beach below can be accessed through parking lots. There are eateries, bike rentals and public restrooms along the 8-mile bike path that runs between Santa Monica and Venice.
I'm visiting my fiance Mark, who is here on business. We're staying at the Shangri-La, a deco-inspired hotel that was recently remodeled. 'Shangri-La' refers to a fictional Eden, of sorts.
The people of Santa Monica should seriously consider renaming their town Shangri-La. When walking through the streets, you get the feeling that nothing bad ever happens in this land of palm trees and sunshine.
The private courtyard at Hotel Shangri-La. Empty in the early morning, this space fills up with people and music all day long.
The bar just off the lobby at the hotel.
One of the custom light fixtures in the bathroom. I am tempted to put it in my suitcase!
Just half of the large bathroom. Pardon our mess. An enormous oval whirlpool tub is just out of view.
I have to say I encounter this land with a degree of New York skepticism. Really? Should life ever be this good?
Mark is more easily seduced. He has been dropping hints about moving here. I don't blame him. He is only human, after all.
For the Shangri-La website, click here.
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