We decided to brave the public transport system and caught
the bus to Santa Monica. The ride from Malibu took about an hour. We were looking
forward to spending the day at Santa Monica sightseeing and relaxing on our
last day. Sadly the sea fog covered everything and stayed all day. Arriving at
the Santa Monica Pier we met a guy with tame birds doing tricks for tips. He
had a wonderfully smoochy umbrella cockatoo called Whitey who had a cuddle with
us both, a couple of macaws, an eclectus and an amazon.
That was a bit of fun.
The pier itself had a fun fair with a ferris wheel and a roller coaster, but we
decided not to go on them because the fog was like pea soup, but to come back
later.
The Pier is the end of route 66, so lots of Route 66 souvenir shops too.
We had a bit of a wander around then into the 3rd street promenade shopping
and cafe district. We had sushi for lunch then took in the shops, the street
performers and the occasional coffee to keep us fuelled up. We went back to the
pier but if anything the fog was worse so we opted for the bus home. Wow – what
an education! The bus was packed to standing room only with drunks, homeless,
and generally odd people. Some idiot was keeping himself amused by activating
the “stop request” for every other stop, much to the annoyance of everyone
else. We avoided making eye contact….and any other contact!
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