Trip to Venice Beach

So the other day my friend and I drove down to Santa Monica where her sister lives. I haven't seen her or her daughter for awhile because last time i saw them her daughter could not walk, and now bam! she's walking.

We decided to get lunch first before we ventured to Venice Beach. All of us are obsessed with Chipotle so we had that for lunch and Ayanah her daughter, sat on my lap, it was very cute. After lunch we went to the beach. It was actually a really good day to go to the beach not to hot. So we wondered around and looked at the scary muscle guys working out at Muscle Beach then we decided we were awesome and strong too and played on the bars. After that we went over to the ocean and took some pictures of us acting silly.

After that we wondered around for awhile and just peopled watched. Now the unfortunate part. This really muscular American Indian guy walked by us wearing nothing but a American flag speedo and my friend yells to me "Katie take that mans picture!!!". Now of course this attracts him to us. Awkward. So he comes up and he's like "Sure i'll take a picture with you". He says this to me. Now I din't yell come over, so why are you talking to me? Why?! So he turns to me and goes "your 18 right?" I say yes. Big mistake. He proceeds to put his arm around my shoulders and starts posing and flexing his muscles. I do not think i've ever been so disturbed in my whole life. Then to make things worse he starts to carry on this conversation with me about how his mom just abandoned him at Venice Beach one day and that's why he's here. Eventually i managed to escape and made a mad dash back to the car.

After that everything else was good. We had frozen yogurt which i shared with Ayanah, then we just hungout at their apartment until we had to go home. Overall it was a very good day! Minus the man in the speedo of course.