Sunday started off by Marie and I packing the last of our bags. We received a ride to Portland from Marie's college friend Anne and her husband Josh. We stayed at their house that evening and celebrated summer with a mini-beer tasting festival. Friends came, there was a barbeque and great food. Marie and I woke up early to catch our flight to LA.
In LA, we met up with Marie's old college roomate Nancy. For being the first part of our trip, I had anticipated little when it came to LA. I figured it was just a jumping off point for Jamaica. We flew in around noon and went straight to Venice Beach. The mix of people there is incredible, and we all put our feet in the water. We walked around for a couple of hours enjoying the sunshine. We then went to a great little Italian restaurant and filled up on great pasta. On the way back to the house we stopped by an Irish pub, the only place in LA that was happy the Celtics won. We settled in on a futon in the living room and spent another night. I will have pictures to accompany this post soon.
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