A Wicked Life

For work, I spent 46 days in Redondo Beach. I worked as the Onsite Ground Person for Yes on Measure B for Redondo Beach. It was a measure to eliminate the industrial use on AES' Redondo Beach site.  Although I was on call 24/7 - I managed to steal away for a few hours and enjoy sand between my toes and the cool surf splashing against my legs. This post is the first in a series documenting my time in Redondo Beach and what I learned from the whole experience. I will start with the boardwalk and pier.  First of all, it is deteriorating. Badly. I was able to check everything out in less than 30 minutes. All the shops are touristy. There are a couple of good places to eat but not where I would trek just for dinner. I would usually grab a bite and then head straight down to the beach.  To the right of me, closest to Redondo Landing, is where all the tourist hang out. To the left of me was where the locals or semi-locals hung out. The further down you ...

It's no secret that I love the ocean. Everything about it. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore.  My toes in the sand. The early morning sea breeze. This isn't me and it's doubtful she is even near the ocean. I like the picture. Pure bliss. I am very excited to be going to Long Beach at the end of this month. It may be for only a couple of days and for business, I may not even be able to put my feet in sand.. but I will be just as happy. I have even dedicated a couple of boards on my Pinterest to the wonderful ocean and ocean life. Redondo Beach Cliff House Beach in San Francisco The ocean. It makes me smile. :)