venice

I got this little gem around my neck in Venice the other day. A toothless, tattooed, tobacco-finger-stained guy had a little booth set up along the beach where everyone sells and shops. He claimed he used to mine in Arkansas and dug up all of his crystals and gems, but then a few sentences later I assume he forgot his little fib, and said he'd lived in Venice his whole life. I thought his stories were funny, and I needed this necklace that he had made. Got a pretty decent deal on it after a little bartering. And man, Venice, talk about not standing out in a crowd. It was like a beach bohemian carnival the entire time. Shops after shops, street performers and all around craziness. I loved every second of it. Even the sunburn I got ONLY on the back of my neck. Redneck, mos def. Can't wait to go back. I really am a California gal. It's where I need to be. Midwest, sorry...you're not really my style. Dang.