{Mariachi Plaza entertainment for the new Farmer's Market Friday night}
{view from my beach towel Saturday}
{those little black dots in the water are surfers}
{Colleen with the best beach treat ever!}
Ahh... the life of a JV in LA. We went to the Farmer's Market on Friday hoping to see a comedian who is from Boyle Heights, but we arrived too late, so instead we snacked on free samples from booths and listened to mariachi music. I felt like I was in the audience of a Lawrence Welk show... except I had no idea what anyone was saying because all of the music and the announcing was in Spanish. Saturday we decided to make the trek out to the beach, somewhere north of Santa Monica. The waves were strong enough to attract surfers, so we got to watch them do their stuff for a bit, play in the waves, and relax in the sand. Halfway through the afternoon, Paula pulled out a watermelon from her bag along with a huge butcher knife and right there on the beach, sliced it open and cut us each ginormous chunks. I'm sure we looked quite barbaric, eating off the rind with juice dripping down our chins, but it was definitely worth it!
Wow. I'm jealous. Doesn't sound like such a bad deal after all. It's cool/brave that you get to experience living somewhere different. So, when can I visit?
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