Venice Beach

Living in Southern California, one would think I would have been to Venice Beach more times than I would lever like to  admit. The truth is though, up until now, I'd never been to the place! Thus, I decided to plan a day. I took the day off work and headed west for the beach.

Overall, I have to say I did not enjoy Venice all that much, it was overated and overrun with gang bangers and druggies. I thought I had made a wrong turn and walked into the parking lot of the Great American Smoke Out concert, what with pot head after pot head either asking for marijuana or protesting legal bans!

Of course, I rarely ever have good first impressions of places, so who knows, the next time I go I might fall in love. I did enjoy walking the canals. The homes were lovely and the view was pleasant.

Street Performers

Children's Park on the beach


















Muscle Beach

The Canals

Venice Sign in reverse












The Big "V"



























Tree Man and Faith







One funny thing did happen on this trip.  At least, it is funny now.  Among all the street performers, vendors and junkies, was a man making sand sculptures right along the boardwalk.  As we approached his sculpture of a big lizard, we pointed it out to our oldest daughter.  Unexpectedly, to our dismay, she stepped towards it and proceeded to stomp the lizard sculpture down!  Horrified, my wife screamed, drawing even more attention to the scene!  I felt so terrible I reached into my pocket to give the guy some money, as he took it, with our apologies, he said to us, "its not the first time today".

San Clemente Pier

Mission de San Juan Capistrano

I've been to The Mission in San Juan Capistrano plenty of times.  It's the only mission I've really ever visited. But my hope is that my family will someday take a road trip and see all the missions in California, maybe  when my oldest needs to go to one for a school project, we're kind of an all-or-nothing family. But that will be another story for another time.

Last March we went to the Return of the Swallows Celebration that happens every year. Since my childhood I've heard a mixture of the legends that surround the story of the swallows, so this was the year I finally decided to partake in the festivies.

It was a gorgeous day at the mission with blue skies and fluffy white clouds overhead. Part of the celebration (alright the entire day) was a celebration of Italian heritiage. The aroma of delightful food filled the courtyard, vendors selling all manners of italian product, and an Italian group singing bad renditions of "that's Amore" is what you will encounter if you arrive on Italian Day. A word to the wise though, when you go, for almost any event, you should probably take some cash with you. I forgot and had to skate by on the the couple dollars I had.

Oh yeah, and another word to the wise.... There are no swallows flying around at the return of the swallows celebration!

But even if swallows are scarce, it was still a beautiful day to go, as evidenced in our photos.  And the mission is beautiful, a true American ruin.  If you haven't seen it, make plans, between the beautiful mission and the quaint little town of San Juan Capistrano, you wont be disappointed.