One of my favorite memories from Los Angeles is renting a tandem bike with Nick from Santa Monica Pier to Venice Beach and back, but not the memory I expected to have. I envisioned this being a romantic leisurely ride with beautiful views of the ocean and beach all along the way. While we did have nice views, it was far from romantic and leisurely. For starters, Nick hadn’t even been on a bike in at least 10 years. We spent probably 5 minutes just trying to figure out how to ride it together, while entertaining a small group of people who gathered around to watch us make fools of ourselves. We finally got the hang of it enough to get on the path and start on our way, but it was so crowded and swarmed with people we almost crashed at least 3 or 4 times, and actually WERE run off the path twice. Not quite the romantic bike ride I was expecting; but I also can’t remember the last time I laughed that hard. I realized sometimes it’s when everything goes wrong that you make the best memories. It was an afternoon I won’t soon forget.