A quick dash around the corner to the Venice Beach Cotel where we were told that if we waited long enough we would get a room. We settled down in the bar and coffee lounge behind five others. This place was a different class to the dump round the corner. After a couple of hours our patience was rewarded with 2 keys to room 312. We initially had to share with a Swedish girl who didn't want to go home and Andy from London. Short aside - Aussies and kiwis abound when travelling around Europe but the rest of the world seems to be the domain of cockneys. Probably all trying to get away from their boring football teams.
Chatted to a Welsh lad who was shortly going home to become an accountant with Peat Marwicks. Tough luck. We walked along the ocean front to Santa Monica and back. Not a sign of the Track Club. I'll bet Carl Lewis has never been there. As usual the California weather was doing a good impression of a summer's day in England - cloudy and dull. We walked past the new muscle beach and not a bicep, tricep, pectoralis major, latissimus dorsi or a gluteus maximus was to be seen. We were told Titwatch was being filmed but as we got there they were clearing up. This was not our day. Eventually the sun came out and we hit the beach along with a few others. Not the packed Venice Beach of the TV and films. A rare sighting of the Great White Tit was made - the first two (or should that be four) on the North American Continent.
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Peat Marwick - back in 1988 when I joined Price Waterhouse as an IT programmer there were 8 major global accounting firms. Peats is one that disappeared or was gobbled up along the way.
Titwatch - I'm sure this phrase was coined back in our Uni days, either by us or it may have been common parlance. To this day I don't think I've ever watched more than 5 minutes of the show. I seem to remember that about 10 years ago they were negotiating to film a series of it in Palm Beach Sydney. It never happened.
Great White Tit - after weeks away, it was obvious where our minds were. In the gutter. American beaches are very conservative and a real disappointment after inter-railing around Europe a few times. I don't recall whether they were the Greater Great White or Lesser Great White.
Remember when Oz's Mum got in a panic that his credit card had been stolen as it had been used in "Venice"? How we laughed when she found out that there was a Venice Beach in California!
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