The highlight of Marina del Rey for me is a place called Fisherman's Village. It seems to be where all of the tourists and local marina denizens converge to get their party on. It really livens up on the weekends when a different band every week steps in to entertain the crowd with varying genres of music. It looks like I hit the jackpot this time around because nothing brings the party to life like a little bit of Rhythm and Blues. The band was actually doing quite well as they pumped into the air a few classics like James Brown, Earth wind & Fire, and other party favorites. The thing that impressed me the most was the diversity of the crowd. There was no one particular nationality dominating the entire affair. It was the perfect blend of just about every colour and they were all mingling and dancing with each other even though for the most part they had absolutely no rhythm, but hey who cares about that when the whole point is just to get out there and have a good time. Surrounding the "dance floor" are a multitude of colorfully adorned shops and restaurants as well as a small lighthouse in the center paying homage to the nautical theme of the area. The water is lined mostly with harbor cruise ships as well as watercraft rentals. There is even the option to go para-sailing. The ships are designed for tours around the marina as well as to a far away off-shore location called Catalina Island. As much as I wanted to go, I knew that I would have to completely empty my pockets just to step foot onto one of those ships, but it is definitely going on the wishlist. Instead, I picked up one of the self-guided tours from the shelf and ventured off to do some exploring of my own. I already walk what feels like about 10 miles a day, so few extra kilometers (or "klams" as they are known locally) isn't going to hurt. Besides, it was gorgeous out. Only in California can you expect 80 degree weather along the shoreline in the middle of winter. As I progressed across the bike trails, through the wetlands, and along the jetty, I enjoyed watching the different style boats cruise past as I tried to imagine what it would feel like to be filthy stinking rich. Life can't be that bad at all when you're sailing along on your own piece of personal real estate, especially on a beautiful day like this one. When I got back to the main plaza the party was still going except now it had reached full momentum. Everyone was just partying and dancing (some better than others) and they really seemed like they didn't have a care in the world. My personal favorite was this old Asian guy with his way-to-cool aviator shades on. He really stole the show. He didn't hesitate to dive right in and deliver his own personal brand of who-knows-what in the middle of the dance floor and to what beat he was moving to I have absolutely no clue, but it was really a treat to watch.