Winter in Venice Beach, Santa Monica, February 10 2001.

Saturday morning, Venice Beach, it's raining, cold, not characteristic of California, last fall they renovated whole the beach, it looks wonderful and clean, in few hours all the old hippies will crawl out to see if the Sun comes out of the clouds.

I'm having a breakfast at The " Side Walk Cafe ", I'm having " Jack Keroak Omelet " and reading a Laurence FERLINGHETTI book of poetry which I bought at the famous " Small World Book " store which is around the corner, it's sure is a " Beat generation " morning.