Venice, Beverly Hills, Koreatown, CA 17 Feb 2014

 Monday morning, Ted wanted to take Penny to some of the places he frequented.  Unfortunately, The Oarhouse, one of Ted's favorite watering holes was permanently closed.  Here, he often ran into cast members from Rowan and Martin's Laugh-In.  The most frequent denizens were Judy Carne and Henry Gibson.  It was a really fun place.

 Next, we went to Venice. A place where Ted had whiled away many hours during his misspent youth.  He would have been easy to spot, he would have had the shortest hair around (he was in the Army at the time),

 You don't have to get very far into Venice to realize what kind of place it is.

The caption in the upper center of this mural states that "History is Myth".  One might also add "the future hasn't happened yet".  What matters to most of the people who gather here is what is going on right now.

 We were fortunate enough to get a parking spot near the entry to the beach, particularly busy on this President's day.

 This cart, in front of our parking place gives more testament to the kinds of activity that are common here.

 Near the entry to the beach, a group of break dancers performed for bystanders.

 Just across from the break dancers are a couple of structures on which graffiti artists are encouraged to ply their art.  As you can see, some are pretty good, others, less so.

Also nearby is a skating structure.  Much like the graffiti cone, some of the participants were quite accomplished, others, not so much.  The courtesy and respect that they showed to each other warmed the heart of the former principal.

 This grassy mall runs all of the way to Santa Monica.  In the distance it was possible to barely make out the Santa Monica Pier.

 Here is a closer look.

  We decided to take surface streets back to the hotel.  Of course, we had to take a cruise down Rodeo Drive. 

Where Rodeo Drive feeds into Wilshire is the famous Wilshire Beverly Hotel.  In case you think you've seen it before, you probably have.  Pretty Woman was filmed here in 1990.  Guests have ranged from The Dalia Lama to Farrah Fawcett.

 As we drove on to the hotel, we went through Koreatown.  This signage is outside a medical clinic.  Most of signs have large Korean script and smaller English lettering.  A few don't bother with English.  Despite the name, Hispanic residents outnumber the Asian population.  The Ambassador Hotel, where Robert F. Kennedy was assassinated, was in Koreatown.  It is now the site of a school bearing his name.

Next, the Getty Museum.