We flew into LAX and immediately rented our little red corvette, which turned out more to be a sedan - which for our purposes was infinitely more practical. Though perhaps less fitting with our image of high profile toy boys (and girls).
We drove down to San Diego where we had lunch with Jade’s step-grandmother, Gweth, and her miniature barrel dog, Ebony II (Ebony 1 passed away).
After a pleasant few hours we landed at our accommodation in the home of the lovely Cynthia & Andre. For the sake of historical authenticity we went to San Diego’s Old Town to experience the pioneer days in all its glory and delicious mexican food (tortillas hand made by the exploited grandmothers of illegal immigrants).
Also of note the Mexican Jumping Beans (video below), yep totally real, and nope I didn't buy any - was a bit too freaked out.
On the way back we drove through town to witness the aftermath of Comic Con, and were served in the supermarket by Han Solo himself. (Guess he needed a less new career after the last films...).
It gets it's name from the amazing Yucca Trees that grow around here. The etymology comes from the Mormon settlers who were crossing the Mojave desert. They thought the tree reminded them of Joshua, in the bible who reached up his hand in prayer. And the unusual shapes of the trees certainly seem to evoke all sorts of ideas.
Everyone has been here, but most notably U2 who name their album after the town, Donovan, and Gram Parsons - who decided the town was so good that it should be his last. (He died at Joshua Tree Inn room number 8 - see memorial below. There is a waiting list to stay there and small memorial.)
The next day took us to Noah Purifoy’s Outdoor sculpture museum, where we wandered in the 45 degree (120 f) heat. Walking around his incredible sculptures, which are all made from refuse scavenged from around the USA. Each work has gathers its meaning from the refuse that was collected, informed by the place and original use. It is an amazing, desolate place to wander around.