Los Angeles, CA (Part Two)
This was my second time in LA, and to be honest, I had already fallen in love. The beaches, the girls, the scene was right up my alley and it got super deep under my skin immediately.
Hopped off the plane and went straight to Manhattan Beach. I think this is where I would live if I won a couple milli or make it big as some sort of something or other. Such a dope spot. Surf vibes for days brah.
They ain't lying when they talk about SoCal tacos either. They're hot hot fire. Had them pretty much every day for lunch. None of the places stuck out any more than the other. One thing that did stick with me though, was the West Coast work/life balance. Two hour lunch breaks and surf sessions seemed pretty normal. Unlike the fact that I literally eat OFF MY LAPTOP AS I WORK in CT.
Anyways, partied with some cool ass fucking people in WeHo. Went to Supperclub and partied with some legit cartel members. Ate some huge pieces of pizza. Then actually tried surfing for the first time at freaking Huntington Beach and almost died. Here's me before the only wave I actually tried before pretty much pissing my shorts and bringing my board back.