After the required half hour (bogus) of waiting, we'd jump into the ocean, ride the waves, and play frisbee.
It wouldn't take long to get hungry again, so we'd go to Daddy and get some money, then go up to the pier. Candy apples, cotton candy, sno cones were cheap, and we got our change worth.
My best friend, Linda, and I went to Madame Dorena to get our fortunes told. She was wrong that day, but years later, I went back to her, with a friend, and she was right on. The first time must have been a bad vibe day for Mdm. Do.
We were getting too old for the merry go round, so we'd skip it, but secretly, I always wanted to ride.
Now, the businesses are different, and Madame Dorena is no longer there. People write your name on a grain of rice, churros instead of candy apples are for sale, and the Ferris wheel is a light show. Not quite the same hominess, but still full of life and candy for the eye. People are still fishing off the end of the pier, and the Arcade is filled with kids screaming for toys.
If you haven't visited Santa Monica Pier in a while, go on, it's a kick!
|Not such an old photo. I saw the first Cirque Du Soleil next to the pier about 25 years ago.|
|I remember Sinbads.|
|Look at those long boards. I guess they are going back to the long boards now.|
|A little overdressed for the beach?!|
|This is kind of how I remember the pier, back in 1960, but I think this photo is older.|