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The wildlife of the underwater canyon |
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David Whitley watches orcas tear a harbour seal apart in California’s unexpected wildlife hotspot |
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Californian life and love - beneath the golden arches |
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"This is where Dad would bring me," said Kim as she nursed her chocolate milkshake, jabbing the straw in and out the cup before taking another slow, measured suck. She glanced up and stared into the middle-distance, her eyes looking straight through me as she searched the parking lot for a happier time and place. A gentle wind swept along the avenue, blowing Kim's thin blonde hair across her face. She swept her hair back with her free hand, her eyes bloodshot and blue. "If I'm missing him, I take time out and come down here. I buy myself a milkshake and remember the fun we had. Then I don't feel so bad." I hadn't imagined a visit to McDonalds would drive my middle-aged host to tears, but obviously there were other reasons why Kim chose to bring me here. |
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David Whitley does his credibility no favours, but has a great time at Fisherman’s Wharf and Pier 39 in San Francisco.
‘Touristy’ places are often very unfairly maligned. After all, there’s usually a very good reason why tourists flock to them (Hard Rock Cafés being the main inexplicable exception to this general rule). And sometimes it’s better to fight the urge to be cool and just run with the crowd. After all, there are only so many pig blood-splattered poetry cafés in terrifying crime-blighted trendy suburbs that you can go to before you realise that trying to be hip all the time isn’t all that much fun. |
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