An expat Brit in South Australia
Carmel, the genteel Californian coastal resort whose people are so polite, has no rules of precedence at junctions and no road markings. Instead they have ‘all way crossings.’ Anywhere else this would be a game of dare, but here it’s all “you go first…”, “No, you go first…”
PISMO BEACH, CA Harry’s Bar in Pismo Beach, “voted number one years in a row”, out of two pubs in town, was rocking. On a Monday night. The band, its members half-man half-muppet, looked as if they had been transported from the seventies, not directly by time machine, but the long way via all the
The whole trip was a surprise. We stayed in Laurel Canyon, the legendary hideout of seventies rock stars, in a house once the residence of Neil Young. A few houses down the road was the site of Frank Zappa’s barn, the epicentre of the Canyon community.
Dr D in Oz 